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Job 19:7 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

7 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no judgement

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 Behold, I cry out, Violence! but I am not heard; I cry aloud for help, but there is no justice.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no justice.

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Common English Bible

7 If I cry “Violence!” I’m not answered; I shout—but there is no justice.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 Behold, I will cry out, enduring violence, and no one will hear. I will announce loudly, but there is no one who may judge.

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Job 19:7
20 Cross References  

Yea, when I cry and call for help, he shutteth out my prayer.


Wilt thou even disannul my judgement? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be justified?


For Job hath said, I am righteous, And God hath taken away my right:


I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou lookest at me.


Behold, I know your thoughts, And the devices which ye wrongfully imagine against me.


For as often as I speak, I cry out; I cry, Violence and spoil: because the word of the LORD is made a reproach unto me, and a derision, all the day.


O my God, I cry in the day-time, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.


That he would maintain the right of a man with God, And of a son of man with his neighbour!


Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, That thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, And shine upon the counsel of the wicked?


For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, That we should come together in judgement.


The earth is given into the hand of the wicked: He covereth the faces of the judges thereof; If it be not he, who then is it?


Surely against a ruinous heap he will not put forth his hand; Though it be in his destruction, one may utter a cry because of these things.


I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.


But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.


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