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Job 3:13 - Tree of Life Version

For now I would be lying down and quiet; I would be asleep and at rest

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For then would I have lain down and been quiet; I would have slept; then would I have been at rest [in death]

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American Standard Version (1901)

For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest,

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Common English Bible

For now I would be lying down quietly; I’d sleep; rest would be mine

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Catholic Public Domain Version

For by now, I should have been sleeping silently, and taking rest in my sleep

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

For now I should have been asleep and still; and should have rest in my sleep:

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Job 3:13
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before I depart, and never return, to the land of darkness and the shadow of death,


the land of utter darkness, like the deepest darkness and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.”


You overpower him—once for all, and he perishes; You change his appearance and send him away.


“For the number of years will come to pass, and then I will go the way of no return.


If I hope for Sheol as my home, if I make my bed in darkness,


“Yet I know that my Redeemer lives, and in the end, He will stand on earth.


I myself will see Him with my own eyes, I and not a stranger. My heart grows weak within me.


They spend their days in prosperity, and in a moment go down to Sheol.


One dies in his full strength, completely secure and at ease.


Together they lie in the dust and worms cover over them.


As heat and drought snatch away the melted snow, so Sheol, takes away those who have sinned.


The womb forgets him, the worm feasts on him, no longer will he be remembered. But like a tree, wickedness is broken.


“The dead tremble— those beneath the water and all that live in them.


Sheol is naked before Him; Abaddon has no covering.


Why did the knees welcome me, and breasts that I might nurse?


There is no gloom and no deep darkness, where evildoers can hide themselves.


Why do You not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? For now I will lie down in the dust, and You will search for me, but I will be gone.”


Whatever your hand finds to do, do with all your strength, for there is no work or planning or knowledge or wisdom in Sheol, where you are going.


They do not lie with the mighty, the fallen from among the uncircumcised, who went down to Sheol with their weapons of war. They put their swords under their heads. Their iniquities rest on their bones because the terror of the mighty ones was in the land of the living.