if I say to the Pit, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’
Job 24:20 - New Revised Standard Version The womb forgets them; the worm finds them sweet; they are no longer remembered; so wickedness is broken like a tree. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 The womb shall forget him; the worm shall feed sweetly on him; He shall be no more remembered; And wickedness shall be broken as a tree. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition The womb shall forget him, the worm shall feed sweetly on him; he shall be no more remembered, and unrighteousness shall be broken like a tree [which cannot be healed]. [Prov. 10:7.] American Standard Version (1901) The womb shall forget him; The worm shall feed sweetly on him; He shall be no more remembered; And unrighteousness shall be broken as a tree. Common English Bible The womb forgets them; the worm consumes them; they aren’t remembered, and so wickedness is shattered like a tree. Catholic Public Domain Version Let mercy forget him. His charm is worms. Let him not be remembered, but instead be broken like an unfruitful tree. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Let mercy forget him: may worms be his sweetness. Let him be remembered no more, but be broken in pieces as an unfruitful tree. |
if I say to the Pit, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’
He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone, he has uprooted my hope like a tree.
and after my skin has been thus destroyed, then in my flesh I shall see God,
Now I would be lying down and quiet; I would be asleep; then I would be at rest
The face of the Lord is against evildoers, to cut off the remembrance of them from the earth.
The memory of the righteous is a blessing, but the name of the wicked will rot.
Then I saw the wicked buried; they used to go in and out of the holy place, and were praised in the city where they had done such things. This also is vanity.
The dead do not live; shades do not rise— because you have punished and destroyed them, and wiped out all memory of them.
Can a woman forget her nursing child, or show no compassion for the child of her womb? Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you.
He cried aloud and said: ‘Cut down the tree and chop off its branches, strip off its foliage and scatter its fruit. Let the animals flee from beneath it and the birds from its branches.
Even now the ax is lying at the root of the trees; every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.