Job 21:11
They send forth as a flock their sucklings, And their children skip,
They send forth as a flock their sucklings, And their children skip,
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12They lift `themselves' up at timbrel and harp, And rejoice at the sound of an organ.
13They wear out in good their days, And in a moment `to' Sheol go down.
8Their seed is established, Before their face with them, And their offspring before their eyes.
9Their houses `are' peace without fear, Nor `is' a rod of God upon them.
10His bullock hath eaten corn, and doth not loath. His cow bringeth forth safely, And doth not miscarry.
3They bow down, Their young ones they bring forth safely, Their pangs they cast forth.
4Safe are their young ones, They grow up in the field, they have gone out, And have not returned to them.
2Israel doth rejoice in his Maker, Sons of Zion do joy in their king.
3They praise His name in a dance, With timbrel and harp sing praise to Him.
12Drop do the pastures of a wilderness, And joy of the heights Thou girdest on.
13Clothed have lambs the flock, And valleys are covered with corn, They shout -- yea, they sing!
12Young men, and also maidens, Aged men, with youths,
12And they have come in, And have sung in the high place of Zion, And flowed unto the goodness of Jehovah, For wheat, and for new wine, and for oil, And for the young of the flock and herd, And their soul hath been as a watered garden, And they add not to grieve any more.
13Then rejoice doth a virgin in a chorus, Both young men and old men -- together, And I have turned their mourning to joy, And have comforted them, And gladdened them above their sorrow,
5Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones.
16`And to what shall I liken this generation? it is like little children in market-places, sitting and calling to their comrades,
4The mountains have skipped as rams, Heights as sons of a flock.
13Our garners `are' full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
19And gone forth from them hath thanksgiving, And the voice of playful ones, And I have multiplied them and they are not few, And made them honourable, and they are not small.
20And his sons have been as aforetime, And his company before Me is established, And I have seen after all his oppressors.
21and they turn and go, and put the infants, and the cattle, and the baggage, before them.
15Each of them with a hook he hath brought up, He doth catch it in his net, and gathereth it in his drag, Therefore he doth joy and rejoice.
12By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.
4And I have made youths their heads, And sucklings rule over them.
6And a wolf hath sojourned with a lamb, And a leopard with a kid doth lie down, And calf, and young lion, and fatling `are' together, And a little youth is leader over them.
7And cow and bear do feed, Together lie down their young ones, And a lion as an ox eateth straw.
8And played hath a suckling by the hole of an asp, And on the den of a cockatrice Hath the weaned one put his hand.
25Singers have been before, Behind `are' players on instruments, In the midst virgins playing with timbrels.
3Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah `are' sons, A reward `is' the fruit of the womb.
6O mountains, ye skip as rams! O heights, as sons of a flock!
38Together as young lions they roar, They have shaken themselves as lions' whelps.
2They have called to them rightly, They have gone from before them, To lords they do sacrifice, And to graven images they make perfume.
4Praise Him with timbrel and dance, Praise Him with stringed instruments and organ.
12And harp, and psaltery, tabret, and pipe, And wine, have been their banquets, And the work of Jehovah they behold not, Yea, the work of His hands they have not seen.
10After Jehovah they go -- as a lion He roareth, When He doth roar, then tremble do the sons from the west.
11Ephraim `is' as a fowl, Fly away doth their honour, without birth, And without womb, and without conception.
32they are like to children, to those sitting in a market-place, and calling one to another, and saying, We piped to you, and ye did not dance, we mourned to you, and ye did not weep!
7Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.
8Sons of folly -- even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.
15Ceased hath the joy of our heart, Turned to mourning hath been our dancing.
5And broad places of the city are full of boys and girls, Playing in its broad places.
13Young men to grind they have taken, And youths with wood have stumbled.
21Therefore, give up their sons to famine, And cause them to run on the sides of the sword, And their wives are bereaved and widows, And their men are slain by death, Their young men smitten by sword in battle,
20For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.
5Who are taking part according to the psaltery, Like David they invented for themselves instruments of music;
9O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!
10The wild beast, and all cattle, Creeping thing, and winged bird,
6And He causeth them to skip as a calf, Lebanon and Sirion as a son of Reems,
7At rest -- quiet hath been all the earth, They have broken forth `into' singing.
7Sheep and oxen, all of them, And also beasts of the field,