Job 7:19

Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

How long wilt thou not look away from me? wilt thou not desist from me even to my swallowing down my spittle?

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He will not give me to draw in my spirit, for he will fill me with bitterness.

Look away from him and be shall cease, till he shall delight as an hireling in his day.

And they cried with a great voice, saying, Till when, Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood of them dwelling upon earth

How long shall the unjust, O Jehovah, how long shall the unjust exult?

My soul trembled exceedingly: and thou, O Jehovah, how long?

Is it not my days few? He will cease; he will turn from me, and I shall be cheerful a little,

Look away from me, and I shall be cheerful, before I shall go and I not be.