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Job 14:19 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

The waters wear the stones; The overflowings thereof wash away the dust of the earth: And thou destroyest the hope of man.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

The waters wear the stones: Thou washest away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth; And thou destroyest the hope of man.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

As waters wear away the stones and as floods wash away the soil of the earth, so You [O Lord] destroy the hope of man.

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American Standard Version (1901)

The waters wear the stones; The overflowings thereof wash away the dust of the earth: So thou destroyest the hope of man.

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Common English Bible

Water wears away boulders; floods carry away soil; you destroy a people’s hope.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Waters wear away stones, and with a flood the land is reduced little by little; and similarly, you will destroy man.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Waters wear away the stones: and with inundation the ground by little and little is washed away. So in like manner thou shalt destroy man.

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Job 14:19
11 Tagairtí Cros  

And I, behold, I do bring the flood of waters upon the earth, to destroy all flesh, wherein is the breath of life, from under heaven; every thing that is in the earth shall die.


And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought, And the rock is removed out of its place;


Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?


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


Who were snatched away before their time, Whose foundation was poured out as a stream:


For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain, When God taketh away his soul?


My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope


Then he said unto me, Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel: behold, they say, Our bones are dried up, and our hope is lost; we are clean cut off.