But in all Israel there was none to be so much praised as Ab´salom for his beauty: from the sole of his foot even to the crown of his head there was no blemish in him.
Job 2:7 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition So went Satan forth from the presence of the Lord, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition So Satan went forth from the presence of the Lord and smote Job with loathsome and painful sores from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head. American Standard Version (1901) So Satan went forth from the presence of Jehovah, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown. Common English Bible The Adversary departed from the LORD’s presence and struck Job with severe sores from the sole of his foot to the top of his head. Catholic Public Domain Version And so, Satan departed from the face of the Lord and he struck Job with a very serious ulcer from the sole of the foot all the way to the crown of his head. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version So Satan went forth from the presence of the Lord, and struck Job with a very grievous ulcer, from the sole of the foot even to the top of his head. |
But in all Israel there was none to be so much praised as Ab´salom for his beauty: from the sole of his foot even to the crown of his head there was no blemish in him.
And the Lord said unto him, Wherewith? And he said, I will go forth, and I will be a lying spirit in the mouth of all his prophets. And he said, Thou shalt persuade him, and prevail also: go forth, and do so.
But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face.
And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth-eaten.
And the Lord said unto Satan, Behold, he is in thine hand; but save his life.
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.
therefore the Lord will smite with a scab the crown of the head of the daughters of Zion, and the Lord will discover their secret parts.
The Lord will smite thee with the botch of Egypt, and with the emerods, and with the scab, and with the itch, whereof thou canst not be healed.
The Lord shall smite thee in the knees, and in the legs, with a sore botch that cannot be healed, from the sole of thy foot unto the top of thy head.
and blasphemed the God of heaven because of their pains and their sores, and repented not of their deeds.