Job 21:33
Sweet to him have been the clods of the valley, And after him every man he draweth, And before him there is no numbering.
Sweet to him have been the clods of the valley, And after him every man he draweth, And before him there is no numbering.
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31Who doth declare to his face his way? And `for' that which he hath done, Who doth give recompence to him?
32And he -- to the graves he is brought. And over the heap a watch is kept.
21His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!
22And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.
23This `one' dieth in his perfect strength, Wholly at ease and quiet.
24His breasts have been full of milk, And marrow his bones doth moisten.
25And this `one' dieth with a bitter soul, And have not eaten with gladness.
26Together -- on the dust they lie down, And the worm doth cover them over.
11His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down.
34And how do ye comfort me `with' vanity, And in your answers hath been left trespass?
21For what `is' his delight in his house after him, And the number of his months cut off?
2As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.
19Lo, this `is' the joy of his way, And from the dust others spring up.'
15Expire doth all flesh together, And man to dust returneth.
7As his own dung for ever he doth perish, His beholders say: `Where `is' he?'
8As a dream he fleeth, and they find him not, And he is driven away as a vision of the night,
21Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.
22Who are glad -- unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.
15His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep.
16If he heap up as dust silver, And as clay prepare clothing,
20At this day westerns have been astonished And easterns have taken fright.
21There is not a remnant to his food, Therefore his good doth not stay.
19Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not.
28And he inhabiteth cities cut off, houses not dwelt in, That have been ready to become heaps.
21Honoured are his sons, and he knoweth not; And they are little, and he attendeth not to them.
22Only -- his flesh for him is pained, And his soul for him doth mourn.'
20The whole are going unto one place, the whole have been from the dust, and the whole are turning back unto the dust.
13On his ruin dwell do all fowls of the heavens, And on his boughs have been all the beasts of the field,
14In order that none of the trees of the waters May become haughty because of their stature, Nor give their foliage between thickets, Nor any drinking waters stand up unto them in their haughtiness, For all of them are given up to death, Unto the earth -- the lower part, In the midst of the sons of men, Unto those going down to the pit.
21For His eyes `are' on the ways of each, And all his steps He doth see.
5Also of that which is high they are afraid, And of the low places in the way, And the almond-tree is despised, And the grasshopper is become a burden, And want is increased, For man is going unto his home age-during, And the mourners have gone round through the street.
13His soul in good doth remain, And his seed doth possess the land.
17His memorial hath perished from the land, And he hath no name on the street.
9Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up.
10He turneth not again to his house, Nor doth his place discern him again.
20Forget him doth the womb, Sweeten `on' him doth the worm, No more is he remembered, And broken as a tree is wickedness.
23He giveth to him confidence, and he is supported, And his eyes `are' on their ways.
21They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.
22Cover him do shades, `with' their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook.
16`To' the parts of Sheol ye go down, If together on the dust we may rest.
6And he hath been as a naked thing in a desert, And doth not see when good cometh, And hath inhabited parched places in a wilderness, A salt land, and not inhabited.
25Fresher `is' his flesh than a child's, He returneth to the days of his youth.
16A man who is wandering from the way of understanding, In an assembly of Rephaim resteth.
19And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring.
7As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul.
21A fearful voice `is' in his ears, In peace doth a destroyer come to him.
24Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
17By a heap his roots are wrapped, A house of stones he looketh for.
22Speak thus -- an affirmation of Jehovah, And fallen hath the carcase of man, As dung on the face of the field, And as a handful after the reaper, And there is none gathering.
9From the fragrance of water it doth flourish, And hath made a crop as a plant.