Job 31:18
(But from my youth He grew up with me as `with' a father, And from the belly of my mother I am led.)
(But from my youth He grew up with me as `with' a father, And from the belly of my mother I am led.)
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15Did not He that made me in the womb make him? Yea, prepare us in the womb doth One.
16If I withhold from pleasure the poor, And the eyes of the widow do consume,
17And I do eat my morsel by myself, And the orphan hath not eat of it,
19If I see `any' perishing without clothing, And there is no covering to the needy,
20If his loins have not blessed me, And from the fleece of my sheep He doth not warm himself,
21If I have waved at the fatherless my hand, When I see in `him' the gate of my court,
6By Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother's bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee `is' my praise continually.
3For, a son I have been to my father -- tender, And an only one before my mother.
18There is not a leader to her Out of all the sons she hath borne, And there is none laying hold on her hand Out of all the sons she hath nourished.
19These two are meeting thee, who is moved for thee? Spoiling and destruction -- Famine and sword, who -- I comfort thee?
9For thou `art' He bringing me forth from the womb, Causing me to trust, On the breasts of my mother.
10On Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my mother Thou `art' my God.
11Be not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.
4Hast thou not henceforth called to Me, `My father, Thou `art' the leader of my youth?
17Because he hath not put me to death from the womb, And my mother is to me -- my grave, And her womb a pregnancy age-during.
18Why `is' this? from the womb I have come out, To see labour and sorrow, Yea, consumed in shame are my days!
3Hearken unto Me, O house of Jacob, And all the remnant of Israel, Who are borne from the belly, Who are carried from the womb,
10When my father and my mother Have forsaken me, then doth Jehovah gather me.
2`What, my son? and what, son of my womb? And what, son of my vows?
10Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.
13For Thou -- Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly.
8Hear, my son, the instruction of thy father, And leave not the law of thy mother,
12For I deliver the afflicted who is crying, And the fatherless who hath no helper.
6Give instruction to a youth about his way, Even when he is old he turneth not from it.
11In a way of wisdom I have directed thee, I have caused thee to tread in paths of uprightness.
16Her young ones it hath hardened without her, In vain `is' her labour without fear.
18And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.
1Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,
2I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,
20Keep, my son, the command of thy father, And leave not the law of thy mother.
1Hearken, O isles, unto me, And attend, O peoples, from afar, Jehovah from the womb hath called me, From the bowels of my mother He hath made mention of my name.
18and it cometh to pass on the third day of my bringing forth, that this woman also bringeth forth, and we `are' together, there is no stranger with us in the house, save we two, in the house.
16(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.)
21And thou hast said in thy heart: `Who hath begotten for me -- these? And I bereaved and gloomy, A captive, and turned aside, And these -- who hath nourished? Lo, I -- I was left by myself, these -- whence `are' they?
15Forget doth a woman her suckling, The loved one -- the son of her womb? Yea, these forget -- but I -- I forget not thee.
14As `if' a friend, as `if' my brother, I walked habitually, As a mourner for a mother, Mourning I have bowed down.
25Rejoice doth thy father and thy mother, Yea, she that bare thee is joyful.
3Lest I strip her naked. And have set her up as `in' the day of her birth, And have made her as a wilderness, And have set her as a dry land, And have put her to death with thirst.
16A father I `am' to the needy, And the cause I have not known I search out.
22Hearken to thy father, who begat thee, And despise not thy mother when she hath become old.
12Wherefore have knees been before me? And what `are' breasts, that I suck?
12For though they nourish their sons, I have made them childless -- without man, Surely also, wo to them, when I turn aside from them.
20and she riseth in the middle of the night, and taketh my son from beside me -- and thy handmaid is asleep -- and layeth it in her bosom, and her dead son she hath laid in my bosom;
30Then I am near Him, a workman, And I am a delight -- day by day. Rejoicing before Him at all times,
16And Naomi taketh the lad, and layeth him in her bosom, and is to him for a nurse;
9With weeping they come in, And with supplications I bring them, I cause them to go unto streams of waters, In a right way -- they stumble not in it, For I have been to Israel for a father, And Ephraim -- My first-born `is' he.
22Thou dost call as `at' a day of appointment, My fears from round about, And there hath not been in the day of the anger of Jehovah, An escaped and remaining one, They whom I stretched out and nourished, My enemy hath consumed!
18Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.
3Orphans we have been -- without a father, our mothers `are' as widows.
11Leave thine orphans -- I do keep alive, And thy widows -- on Me trust ye,