You will forget your trouble; you will remember it like water that has flowed away.
Job 6:15 - Tree of Life Version My brothers have acted deceptively, as a seasonal stream, as a torrential stream that overflows Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, And as the stream of brooks they pass away; Amplified Bible - Classic Edition [You] my brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away, American Standard Version (1901) My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, As the channel of brooks that pass away; Common English Bible My companions are treacherous like a stream in the desert, like channels that overrun their streambeds, Catholic Public Domain Version My brethren have disregarded me, like a torrent that passes swiftly through the steep valleys. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version My brethren have passed by me, as the torrent that passeth swiftly in the valleys. |
You will forget your trouble; you will remember it like water that has flowed away.
You, however, smear me with lies; you are worthless doctors—all of you!
As water evaporates from the sea and a river drains away and dries up,
“He removed my brothers far from me; my acquaintances are only strangers to me.
All my close friends despise me; those I love have turned against me.
My heart pounds, my strength fails me. The light of my eyes—also, not with me.
“Something evil was poured into him— he will not get up again from the place where he lies.”
Like water they surge around me all day. They close in on me together.
Like a broken tooth or a lame foot is confidence in the unfaithful in time of trouble.
For even your brothers —your father’s house— even they will betray you, even they will shout out after you. Have no confidence in them, even if they say nice words to you.”
Why is my pain unending and my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? Will You be to me like a mirage of water that is undependable?
All your lovers have forgotten you. They are not looking for you. For I wounded you as an enemy— with cruel punishment— because your iniquity is vast, your sins innumerable.
‘Soon, all the women who are left in the palace of the king of Judah will be brought out to the officers of the king of Babylon, and those women will say: “Your close friends have misled you, and prevailed over you. Your feet are sunk in the mire, and they deserted you.’”
“I am not speaking to all of you—I know whom I have chosen. But so the Scripture may be fulfilled, ‘He who eats My bread has lifted up his heel against Me.’
Look, the hour is coming—indeed has come—when you will be scattered, each to his own, and you will abandon Me. Yet I am not alone, because the Father is with Me.
These people are hidden rocky reefs at your love feasts—shamelessly feasting with you, tending only to themselves. They are waterless clouds, carried along by winds; fruitless trees in late autumn, doubly dead, uprooted;