Job 20:11
His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down.
His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down.
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10 His sons do the poor oppress, And his hands give back his wealth.
12 Though he doth sweeten evil in his mouth, Doth hide it under his tongue,
24 His breasts have been full of milk, And marrow his bones doth moisten.
25 And this `one' dieth with a bitter soul, And have not eaten with gladness.
26 Together -- on the dust they lie down, And the worm doth cover them over.
21 His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!
22 And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.
25 Fresher `is' his flesh than a child's, He returneth to the days of his youth.
32 And he -- to the graves he is brought. And over the heap a watch is kept.
33 Sweet to him have been the clods of the valley, And after him every man he draweth, And before him there is no numbering.
21 Honoured are his sons, and he knoweth not; And they are little, and he attendeth not to them.
22 Only -- his flesh for him is pained, And his soul for him doth mourn.'
19 And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring.
19 God layeth up for his sons his sorrow, He giveth recompense unto him -- and he knoweth.
20 His own eyes see his destruction, And of the wrath of the Mighty he drinketh.
26 All darkness is hid for his treasures, Consume him doth a fire not blown, Broken is the remnant in his tent.
27 Reveal do the heavens his iniquity, And earth is raising itself against him.
19 Drought -- also heat -- consume snow-waters, Sheol `those who' have sinned.
20 Forget him doth the womb, Sweeten `on' him doth the worm, No more is he remembered, And broken as a tree is wickedness.
11 And thou hast howled in thy latter end, In the consumption of thy flesh and thy food,
14 Their soul dieth in youth, And their life among the defiled.
7 As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul.
16 `To' the parts of Sheol ye go down, If together on the dust we may rest.
22 His own iniquities do capture the wicked, And with the ropes of his sin he is holden.
18 His father -- because he used oppression, Did violently Plunder a brother, And that which `is' not good did in the midst of his people, And lo, he is dying in his iniquity.
9 Rejoice, O young man, in thy childhood, And let thy heart gladden thee in days of thy youth, And walk in the ways of thy heart, And in the sight of thine eyes, And know thou that for all these, Doth God bring thee into judgment.
10 And turn aside anger from thy heart, And cause evil to pass from thy flesh, For the childhood and the age `are' vanity!
26 For Thou writest against me bitter things, And causest me to possess iniquities of my youth:
7 As his own dung for ever he doth perish, His beholders say: `Where `is' he?'
16 From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above cut off is his crop.
14 His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps `is' in his heart.
19 Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not.
22 In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him.
4 He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
18 And he putteth on reviling as his robe, And it cometh in as water into his midst, And as oil into his bones.
3 The words of his mouth `are' iniquity and deceit, He ceased to act prudently -- to do good.
19 It cometh to the generation of his fathers, For ever they see not the light.
7 Straitened are the steps of his strength, And cast him down doth his own counsel.
13 It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death's first-born.
14 Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth him to step to the king of terrors.
15 Expire doth all flesh together, And man to dust returneth.
20 `All days of the wicked he is paining himself, And few years have been laid up for the terrible one.
11 Wo to the wicked -- evil, Because the deed of his hand is done to him.
21 Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me -- and I am not!
18 He is giving back `what' he laboured for, And doth not consume `it'; As a bulwark `is' his exchange, and he exults not.
14 And -- lo, he hath begotten a son, And he seeth all the sins of his father, That he hath done, and he feareth, And doth not do like them,
19 And -- thou hast been cast out of thy grave, As an abominable branch, raiment of the slain, Thrust through ones of the sword, Going down unto the sons of the pit, As a carcase trodden down.
20 Thou art not united with them in burial, For thy land thou hast destroyed, Thy people thou hast slain, Not named to the age is the seed of evil doers.
28 And he inhabiteth cities cut off, houses not dwelt in, That have been ready to become heaps.
22 A good man causeth sons' sons to inherit, And laid up for the righteous `is' the sinner's wealth.