“The rich man responded, ‘Then I ask you, Father, to send Lazarus back to my father’s home.
How can he be interested in his family after he’s gone, when the number of his months is cut short?
After Job prayed for his friends, the Lord restored Job’s prosperity and gave him twice as much ⌞as he had before⌟.
With your power rescue me from mortals, O Lord, from mortals who enjoy their inheritance only in this life. You fill their bellies with your treasure. Their children are satisfied ⌞with it⌟, and they leave what remains to their children.
In a little while a wicked person will vanish. Then you can carefully examine where he was, but there will be no trace of him.
This is the final outcome for fools and their followers who are delighted by what they say: Selah
But God will ruin you forever. He will grab you and drag you out of your tent. He will pull your roots out of this world of the living. Selah
I came to hate everything for which I had worked so hard under the sun, because I will have to leave it to the person who replaces me.
Besides, a wide area separates us. People couldn’t cross it in either direction even if they wanted to.’
I have five brothers. He can warn them so that they won’t end up in this place of torture.’