Job 34:20
`In' a moment they die, and at midnight Shake do people, and they pass away, And they remove the mighty without hand.
`In' a moment they die, and at midnight Shake do people, and they pass away, And they remove the mighty without hand.
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19Also -- the inhabitants of houses of clay, (Whose foundation `is' in the dust, They bruise them before a moth.)
20From morning to evening are beaten down, Without any regarding, for ever they perish.
21Hath not their excellency been removed with them? They die, and not in wisdom!
19How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors.
19Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not.
20Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind.
22And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life.
23He giveth to him confidence, and he is supported, And his eyes `are' on their ways.
24High they were `for' a little, and they are not, And they have been brought low. As all `others' they are shut up, And as the head of an ear of corn cut off.
24He breaketh the mighty -- no searching! And He appointeth others in their stead.
25Therefore He knoweth their works, And He hath overturned by night, And they are bruised.
26As wicked He hath stricken them, In the place of beholders.
14At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This `is' the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
19That hath not accepted the person of princes, Nor hath known the rich before the poor, For a work of His hands `are' all of them.
13They wear out in good their days, And in a moment `to' Sheol go down.
17When together, morning `is' to them death shade, When he discerneth the terrors of death shade.
20Desire not the night, For the going up of peoples in their stead.
29Thou hidest Thy face -- they are troubled, Thou gatherest their spirit -- they expire, And unto their dust they turn back.
1The righteous hath perished, And there is none laying `it' to heart, And men of kindness are gathered, Without any considering that from the face of evil Gathered is the righteous one.
19Causing ministers to go away a spoil And strong ones He overthroweth.
20Turning aside the lip of the stedfast, And the reason of the aged He taketh away.
21Pouring contempt upon princes, And the girdle of the mighty He made feeble.
20At this day westerns have been astonished And easterns have taken fright.
5Spoiled themselves have the mighty of heart, They have slept their sleep, And none of the men of might found their hands.
24Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
11Then passed on hath the spirit, Yea, he doth transgress, And doth ascribe this his power to his god.
4And their might `is' firm.
8As a dream he fleeth, and they find him not, And he is driven away as a vision of the night,
14By day they meet darkness, And as night -- they grope at noon.
14Their soul dieth in youth, And their life among the defiled.
6In the morning it flourisheth, and hath changed, At evening it is cut down, and hath withered.
14As sheep for Sheol they have set themselves, Death doth afflict them, And the upright rule over them in the morning, And their form `is' for consumption. Sheol `is' a dwelling for him.
21For His eyes `are' on the ways of each, And all his steps He doth see.
14And perished hath refuge from the swift, And the strong strengtheneth not his power, And the mighty delivereth not his soul.
22For suddenly doth their calamity rise, And the ruin of them both -- who knoweth!
26Together -- on the dust they lie down, And the worm doth cover them over.
12And man hath lain down, and riseth not, Till the wearing out of the heavens they awake not, Nor are roused from their sleep.
12Night for day they appoint, Light `is' near because of darkness.
9From the breath of God they perish, And from the spirit of His anger consumed.
15Desolations `are' upon them, They go down `to' Sheol -- alive, For wickedness `is' in their dwelling, in their midst.
15Expire doth all flesh together, And man to dust returneth.
13It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death's first-born.
14Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth him to step to the king of terrors.
5And as small dust hath been The multitude of those scattering thee, And as chaff passing on the multitude of the terrible, And it hath been at an instant -- suddenly.
4His spirit goeth forth, he returneth to his earth, In that day have his thoughts perished.
24Turning aside the heart Of the heads of the people of the land, And he causeth them to wander In vacancy -- no way!
9Because of the multitude of oppressions They cause to cry out, They cry because of the arm of the mighty.
23This `one' dieth in his perfect strength, Wholly at ease and quiet.
18They are as straw before wind, And as chaff a hurricane hath stolen away,
38And transgressors were destroyed together, The latter end of the wicked was cut off.