then let my shoulder blade fall from my shoulder, and let my arm be broken from its socket.
Job 31:40 - New Revised Standard Version Catholic Interconfessional let thorns grow instead of wheat, and foul weeds instead of barley.” The words of Job are ended. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Let thistles grow instead of wheat, And cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Let thistles grow instead of wheat and cockleburs instead of barley. The [controversial] words of Job [with his friends] are ended. American Standard Version (1901) Let thistles grow instead of wheat, And cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended. Common English Bible may briars grow instead of wheat, poisonous weeds instead of barley. Job’s words are complete. Catholic Public Domain Version then, may thistles spring forth for me instead of grain, and thorns instead of barley. (This ended the words of Job.) Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Let thistles grow up to me instead of wheat, and thorns instead of barley. |
then let my shoulder blade fall from my shoulder, and let my arm be broken from its socket.
Yet do not say, ‘We have found wisdom; God may vanquish him, not a human.’
I will make it a waste; it shall not be pruned or hoed, and it shall be overgrown with briers and thorns; I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain upon it.
On that day every place where there used to be a thousand vines, worth a thousand shekels of silver, will become briers and thorns.
and say, ‘Thus shall Babylon sink, to rise no more, because of the disasters that I am bringing on her.’ ” Thus far are the words of Jeremiah.
Therefore, as I live, says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel, Moab shall become like Sodom and the Ammonites like Gomorrah, a land possessed by nettles and salt pits, and a waste forever. The remnant of my people shall plunder them, and the survivors of my nation shall possess them.
but I have hated Esau; I have made his hill country a desolation and his heritage a desert for jackals.