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Job 19:10 - New Revised Standard Version

He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone, he has uprooted my hope like a tree.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: And mine hope hath he removed like a tree.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone; my hope has He pulled up like a tree.

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American Standard Version (1901)

He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.

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Common English Bible

tore me down completely so that I’ll die, and uprooted my hope like a tree.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

He has destroyed me on every side, and I am lost, and, like an uprooted tree, he has taken away my hope.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am lost. And he hath taken away my hope, as from a tree that is plucked up.

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Job 19:10
15 Tagairtí Cros  

If he tears down, no one can rebuild; if he shuts someone in, no one can open up.


the waters wear away the stones; the torrents wash away the soil of the earth; so you destroy the hope of mortals.


My days are past, my plans are broken off, the desires of my heart.


where then is my hope? Who will see my hope?


So Satan went out from the presence of the Lord, and inflicted loathsome sores on Job from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head.


The womb forgets them; the worm finds them sweet; they are no longer remembered; so wickedness is broken like a tree.


What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient?


My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and come to their end without hope.


My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.