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Job 10:8 - Easy To Read Version

8 God, your hands made me\par and shaped my body.\par But now they are closing in on me\par and destroying me!\par

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 Your hands have formed me and made me. Would You turn around and destroy me?

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

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Common English Bible

8 Your hands fashioned and made me; yet you want to destroy me utterly.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 Your hands have made me and formed me all around, and, in this way, do you suddenly throw me away?

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Job 10:8
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Lord, you made me\par and you support me with your hands.\par Help me learn and understand\par your commands.\par


Bring to me all the people that are mine—the people that have my name. I made those people for myself. I made those people, and they are mine.”


God, does hurting me make you happy?\par It seems that you don’t care about\par what you made.\par Or maybe you are happy\par with the plans that bad people make?\par


I say to myself,\par ‘The same thing happens to everybody.\par Innocent people die just like the guilty.\par God ends all their lives.’\par


If any person can prove I am wrong,\par then I will shut up immediately.\par


I know you will lead me to my death.\par Every living person must die.\par


God created every person’s mind.\par God knows what every person is thinking.\par


Know that the Lord is God.\par He made us.\par We are his people,\par We are his sheep.\par


Lord, give me the things you promised.\par Lord, your true love continues forever.\par Lord, you made us,\par so don’t leave us!\par


You know all about me.\par You watched my bones grow\par while my body took shape,\par hidden in my mother’s body. {\cf2\super [634]} \par


You watched my body parts grow.\par You listed them all in your book.\par You watched me every day.\par Not one of them \{is missing\}.\par


God would just send storms to crush me.\par He would just give me more wounds\par for no reason.\par


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