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Job 33:22 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

22 Yea, his soul draweth near unto the grave, and his life to the destroyers.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

22 Yea, his soul draweth near unto the grave, And his life to the destroyers.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

22 Yes, his soul draws near to corruption, and his life to the inflicters of death (the destroyers).

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American Standard Version (1901)

22 Yea, his soul draweth near unto the pit, And his life to the destroyers.

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Common English Bible

22 A life approaches the pit; its very being draws near the death dealers.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

22 His soul has approached corruption, and his life has drawn near to what is deadly.

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Job 33:22
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And when the angel stretched out his hand upon Jerusalem to destroy it, the Lord repented him of the evil, and said to the angel that destroyed the people, It is enough: stay now thine hand. And the angel of the Lord was by the threshingplace of Arau´nah the Jeb´usite.


And they had a king over them, which is the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abad´don, but in the Greek tongue hath his name Apol´ly-on.


Neither murmur ye, as some of them also murmured, and were destroyed of the destroyer.


And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.


I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.


O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.


Concerning the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept me from the paths of the destroyer.


he will deliver his soul from going into the pit, and his life shall see the light.


My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.


A dreadful sound is in his ears: in prosperity the destroyer shall come upon him.


O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.


The Lord killeth, and maketh alive: he bringeth down to the grave, and bringeth up.


For the Lord will pass through to smite the Egyptians; and when he seeth the blood upon the lintel, and on the two side posts, the Lord will pass over the door, and will not suffer the destroyer to come in unto your houses to smite you.


He keepeth back his soul from the pit, and his life from perishing by the sword.


Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat; and they draw near unto the gates of death.


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