Biblia Todo Logo
Online Bible

- Advertisements -





Job 16:13 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

13 his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys and shows no mercy; he pours out my gall on the ground.

See the chapter Copy


More versions

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

See the chapter Copy

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 [Satan's] arrows whiz around me. He slashes open my vitals and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.

See the chapter Copy

American Standard Version (1901)

13 His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

See the chapter Copy

Common English Bible

13 His archers surround me; he cuts my kidneys open without pity and doesn’t care, pours my gall on the ground,

See the chapter Copy

Catholic Public Domain Version

13 I, who once was wealthy, am now crushed. He has grabbed me by my neck; he has broken me and has place me before him as a sign.

See the chapter Copy




Job 16:13
16 Cross References  

It is drawn forth and comes out of their body, and the glittering point comes out of their gall; terrors come upon them.


For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.


My eyes are spent with weeping; my stomach churns; my bile is poured out on the ground because of the destruction of my people, because infants and babes faint in the streets of the city.


and if he did not spare the ancient world, even though he saved Noah, a herald of righteousness, with seven others, when he brought a flood on the world of the ungodly;


He who did not withhold his own Son but gave him up for all of us, how will he not with him also give us everything else?


Therefore, as I live, says the Lord God, surely, because you have defiled my sanctuary with all your detestable things and with all your abominations, therefore I will withdraw; my eye will not spare, and I will have no pity.


He shot into my vitals the arrows of his quiver;


whom I shall see on my side, and my eyes shall behold, and not another. My heart faints within me!


This would be my consolation; I would even exult in unrelenting pain, for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.


the Lord will be unwilling to pardon them, for then the Lord’s anger and passion will smoke against them. All the curses written in this book will descend on them, and the Lord will blot out their names from under heaven.


The archers fiercely attacked him; they shot at him and pressed him hard.


His troops come on together; they have thrown up siegeworks against me and encamp around my tent.


Is there any number to his armies? Upon whom does his light not arise?


He has bent his bow like an enemy, with his right hand set like a foe; he has killed all those in whom we took pride in the tent of daughter Zion; he has poured out his fury like fire.


he led me off my way and tore me to pieces; he has made me desolate;


Follow us:

Advertisements


Advertisements