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Job 7:9 - Tree of Life Version

As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so one descending into Sheol does not come up;

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: So he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, so he who goes down to Sheol (the place of the dead) shall come up no more.

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American Standard Version (1901)

As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, So he that goeth down to Sheol shall come up no more.

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Common English Bible

A cloud breaks apart and moves on— like the one who descends to the grave and won’t rise,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Just as a cloud is consumed and passes away, so he who descends to hell will not ascend.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

As a cloud is consumed, and passeth away: so he that shall go down to hell shall not come up.

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Job 7:9
14 Tagairtí Cros  

But now that he has died, why should I fast? Can I bring him back again? It is I who will be going to him, but he will never return to me.”


For we will all surely die and be like water spilt on the ground that cannot be gathered up again. Yet God does not take away life but rather, He devises plans so that a banished person may not remain an outcast from Him.


before I depart, and never return, to the land of darkness and the shadow of death,


They are higher than the heavens —what can you do? They are deeper than Sheol —what can you know?


“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,


Will it go down to the gates of Sheol? Will we descend together into the dust?”


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


Terrors are turned on me; they chase away my honor like the wind, and like a cloud my deliverance vanishes.


He loads the cloud with moisture; He scatters His cloud of lightning.


Hear my prayer, Adonai, and listen to my cry— do not keep silent at my tears. For with You I am an outsider, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.


The dead do not live— dead souls do not rise. Thus You punished and destroyed them and wiped out all memory of them.


I said: “I will not see Adonai, Adonai, in the land of the living. I will look on humanity no longer among the inhabitants of the world.