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Job 23:2 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

Even today is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Even to day is my complaint bitter: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Even today is my complaint rebellious and bitter; my stroke is heavier than my groaning.

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American Standard Version (1901)

Even to-day is my complaint rebellious: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.

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Common English Bible

Today my complaint is again bitter; my strength is weighed down because of my groaning.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Now again my conversation is in bitterness, and the force of my scourging weighs more heavily on me because of my mourning.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Now also my words are in bitterness, and the hand of my scourge is more grievous than my mourning.

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Job 23:2
12 Tagairtí Cros  

My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.


and that he would show thee the secrets of wisdom, that they are double to that which is! Know therefore that God exacteth of thee less than thine iniquity deserveth.


Oh that I knew where I might find him! That I might come even to his seat!


For he addeth rebellion unto his sin, he clappeth his hands among us, and multiplieth his words against God.


Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.


For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.


He sitteth alone and keepeth silence, because he hath borne it upon him.


Son of man, behold, I take away from thee the desire of thine eyes with a stroke: yet neither shalt thou mourn nor weep, neither shall thy tears run down.