If my head is held high, You hunt me like a lion, and again work wonders against me.
Job 30:15 - Tree of Life Version Terrors are turned on me; they chase away my honor like the wind, and like a cloud my deliverance vanishes. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Terrors are turned upon me: They pursue my soul as the wind: And my welfare passeth away as a cloud. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Terrors are turned upon me; my honor and reputation they chase away like the wind, and my welfare has passed away as a cloud. American Standard Version (1901) Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud. Common English Bible Terrors crash upon me; they sweep away my honor like wind; my safety disappears like a cloud. Catholic Public Domain Version I have been reduced to nothing. You have taken away my desire like a wind, and my health has passed by like a cloud. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version I am brought to nothing: as a wind thou hast taken away my desire: and my prosperity hath passed away like a cloud. |
If my head is held high, You hunt me like a lion, and again work wonders against me.
For the thing I dreaded has come upon me, and what I feared has happened to me.
As through a wide breach they come; amid the ruins they come rolling in.
For calamity from God was a terror to me, and because of His majesty, I could do nothing.
For the arrows of Shaddai are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God’s terrors line up against me.
As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so one descending into Sheol does not come up;
From my youth I have been afflicted and close to death. I suffer Your terrors—I am desperate!
I have blotted out your transgressions like a thick cloud and your sins like a mist. Return to Me, for I have redeemed you.”
Therefore they will be like morning clouds, like dew passing away early, like chaff blown from the threshing-floor, or like smoke from a chimney.
“O Ephraim, what shall I do for you? O Judah, what will I do for you? For your loyalty is like a morning cloud or like dew rising early, vanishing.