But stretch out your hand and strike everything he owns, and he will surely curse you to your face.’
Job 19:21 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised Have mercy on me, my friends, have mercy, for God’s hand has struck me. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; For the hand of God hath touched me. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Have pity on me! Have pity on me, O you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me! American Standard Version (1901) Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; For the hand of God hath touched me. Common English Bible Pity me. Pity me. You’re my friends. God’s hand has truly struck me. Catholic Public Domain Version Have mercy on me, have compassion on me, at least you my friends, because the hand of the Lord has touched me. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Have pity on me, have pity on me, at least you my friends, because the hand of the Lord hath touched me. |
But stretch out your hand and strike everything he owns, and he will surely curse you to your face.’
‘You speak as a foolish woman speaks,’ he told her. ‘Should we accept only good from God and not adversity? ’ Throughout all this Job did not sin in what he said.
But stretch out your hand and strike his flesh and bones, and he will surely curse you to your face.’
But now that this has happened to you, you have become exhausted. It strikes you, and you are dismayed.
A despairing man should receive loyalty from his friends, , even if he abandons the fear of the Almighty.
Surely the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; my spirit drinks their poison. God’s terrors are arrayed against me.
Now, look, the Lord’s hand is against you. You are going to be blind, and will not see the sun for a time.’ Immediately a mist and darkness fell on him, and he went around seeking someone to lead him by the hand.
So if one member suffers, all the members suffer with it; if one member is honoured, all the members rejoice with it.
Remember those in prison, as though you were in prison with them, and the mistreated, as though you yourselves were suffering bodily.
would you be willing to wait for them to grow up? Would you restrain yourselves from remarrying? No, my daughters, my life is much too bitter for you to share, because the Lord’s hand has turned against me.’