And Jacob their father said to them, “You have bereaved me of my children: Joseph is no more, and Simeon is no more, and now you would take Benjamin; all this has come upon me.”
Job 7:7 - Revised Standard Version “Remember that my life is a breath; my eye will never again see good. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 O remember that my life is wind: Mine eye shall no more see good. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Oh, remember that my life is but wind (a puff, a breath, a sob); my eye shall see good no more. American Standard Version (1901) Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good. Common English Bible Remember that my life is wind; my eyes won’t see pleasure again. Catholic Public Domain Version Remember that my life is wind, and my eye will not return to see good things. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Remember that my life is but wind: and my eyes shall not return to see good things. |
And Jacob their father said to them, “You have bereaved me of my children: Joseph is no more, and Simeon is no more, and now you would take Benjamin; all this has come upon me.”
Remember the word which thou didst command thy servant Moses, saying, ‘If you are unfaithful, I will scatter you among the peoples;
Are not the days of my life few? Let me alone, that I may find a little comfort
Remember that thou hast made me of clay; and wilt thou turn me to dust again?
I loathe my life; I would not live for ever. Let me alone, for my days are a breath.
“My days are swifter than a runner; they flee away, they see no good.
Surely man goes about as a shadow! Surely for naught are they in turmoil; man heaps up, and knows not who will gather!
There are many who say, “O that we might see some good! Lift up the light of thy countenance upon us, O Lord!”
Remember this, O Lord, how the enemy scoffs, and an impious people reviles thy name.
Arise, O God, plead thy cause; remember how the impious scoff at thee all the day!
He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and comes not again.
Remember, O Lord, what the measure of life is, for what vanity thou hast created all the sons of men!
Remember, O Lord, how thy servant is scorned; how I bear in my bosom the insults of the peoples,
O Lord, thou knowest; remember me and visit me, and take vengeance for me on my persecutors. In thy forbearance take me not away; know that for thy sake I bear reproach.
whereas you do not know about tomorrow. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.