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Job 16:13 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

[Satan's] arrows whiz around me. He slashes open my vitals and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.

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American Standard Version (1901)

His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

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Common English Bible

His archers surround me; he cuts my kidneys open without pity and doesn’t care, pours my gall on the ground,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

I, who once was wealthy, am now crushed. He has grabbed me by my neck; he has broken me and has place me before him as a sign.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

I that was formerly so wealthy am all on a sudden broken to pieces. He hath taken me by my neck. He hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.

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Job 16:13
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the archers have sorely grieved him, and shot at him, and hated him:


His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp round about my tabernacle.


whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.


It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.


Is there any number of his armies? And upon whom doth not his light arise?


Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.


For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.


Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.


He hath bent his bow like an enemy: he stood with his right hand as an adversary, and slew all that were pleasant to the eye in the tabernacle of the daughter of Zion: he poured out his fury like fire.


He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.


He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.


Wherefore, as I live, saith the Lord God; Surely, because thou hast defiled my sanctuary with all thy detestable things, and with all thine abominations, therefore will I also diminish thee; neither shall mine eye spare, neither will I have any pity.


He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?


the Lord will not spare him, but then the anger of the Lord and his jealousy shall smoke against that man, and all the curses that are written in this book shall lie upon him, and the Lord shall blot out his name from under heaven.


and spared not the old world, but saved Noah the eighth person, a preacher of righteousness, bringing in the flood upon the world of the ungodly;