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Job 3:11 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not give up the ghost When I came out of the belly?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Why was I not stillborn? Why did I not give up the ghost when my mother bore me?

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American Standard Version (1901)

Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not give up the ghost when my mother bare me?

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Common English Bible

Why didn’t I die at birth, come forth from the womb and die?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Why did I not die in the womb? Having left the womb, why did I not immediately perish?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Why did I not die in the womb? Why did I not perish when I came out of the belly?

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Job 3:11
15 Tagairtí Cros  

because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.


Why did the knees prevent me? Or why the breasts that I should suck?


As a snail which melteth, let every one of them pass away: like the untimely birth of a woman, that they may not see the sun.


By thee have I been holden up from the womb: thou art he that took me out of my mother's bowels: my praise shall be continually of thee.


Wherefore I praised the dead which are already dead, more than the living which are yet alive.


Yea, better is he than both they, which hath not yet been, who hath not seen the evil work that is done under the sun.


If a man beget a hundred children, and live many years, so that the days of his years be many, and his soul be not filled with good, and also that he have no burial; I say, that an untimely birth is better than he.


Moreover he hath not seen the sun, nor known any thing: this hath more rest than the other.


Hearken unto me, O house of Jacob, and all the remnant of the house of Israel, which are borne by me from the belly, which are carried from the womb:


Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have neither lent on usury, nor men have lent to me on usury; yet every one of them doth curse me.


because he slew me not from the womb; or that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb to be always great with me.


Give them, O Lord: what wilt thou give? give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts.