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Job 7:7 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

7 “Remember that my life is a breath; my eye will never again see good.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 Oh, remember that my life is but wind (a puff, a breath, a sob); my eye shall see good no more.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good.

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Common English Bible

7 Remember that my life is wind; my eyes won’t see pleasure again.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 Remember that my life is wind, and my eye will not return to see good things.

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Job 7:7
16 Cross References  

Yet you do not even know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.


He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and does not come again.


O Lord, you know; remember me and visit me, and bring down retribution for me on my persecutors. In your forbearance do not take me away; know that on your account I suffer insult.


Remember how short my time is— for what vanity you have created all mortals!


Remember, O Lord, how your servant is taunted, how I bear in my bosom the insults of the peoples,


Remember this, O Lord, how the enemy scoffs, and an impious people reviles your name.


Rise up, O God, plead your cause; remember how the impious scoff at you all day long.


Remember that you fashioned me like clay, and will you turn me to dust again?


“My days are swifter than a runner; they flee away; they see no good.


Remember the word that you commanded Moses your servant, ‘If you are unfaithful, I will scatter you among the peoples,


And their father Jacob said to them, “I am the one you have bereaved of children: Joseph is no more, and Simeon is no more, and now you would take Benjamin. All this has happened to me!”


I loathe my life; I would not live forever. Let me alone, for my days are a breath.


There are many who say, “O that we might see some good! Let the light of your face shine on us, O Lord!”


Are not the days of my life few? Let me alone, that I may find a little comfort


Surely everyone goes about like a shadow. Surely for nothing they are in turmoil; they heap up and do not know who will gather.


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