Then said Jo´ab, I may not tarry thus with thee. And he took three darts in his hand, and thrust them through the heart of Ab´salom, while he was yet alive in the midst of the oak.
Job 20:25 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; Yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: Terrors are upon him. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition [The arrow] is drawn forth and it comes out after passing through his body; yes, the glittering point comes out of his gall. Terrors march in upon him; American Standard Version (1901) He draweth it forth, and it cometh out of his body; Yea, the glittering point cometh out of his gall: Terrors are upon him. Common English Bible They pull it out, but it sticks out from their backs; its shaft in their liver brings terror. Catholic Public Domain Version which had been drawn and had issued forth from its sheath, glittering in its bitterness: the horrible ones will go forth and approach over him. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version The sword is drawn out, and cometh forth from its scabbard, and glittereth in his bitterness: the terrible ones shall go and come upon him. |
Then said Jo´ab, I may not tarry thus with thee. And he took three darts in his hand, and thrust them through the heart of Ab´salom, while he was yet alive in the midst of the oak.
A dreadful sound is in his ears: in prosperity the destroyer shall come upon him.
His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall drive him to his feet.
His confidence shall be rooted out of his tabernacle, and it shall bring him to the king of terrors.
Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest stealeth him away in the night.
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.
If he turn not, he will whet his sword; he hath bent his bow, and made it ready.
How are they brought into desolation, as in a moment! They are utterly consumed with terrors.
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
Knowing therefore the terror of the Lord, we persuade men; but we are made manifest unto God; and I trust also are made manifest in your consciences.
If I whet my glittering sword, and mine hand take hold on judgment; I will render vengeance to mine enemies, and will reward them that hate me.