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Job 16:13 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

13 his archers  surround me. He pierces my kidneys without mercy and pours my bile on the ground.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 [Satan's] arrows whiz around me. He slashes open my vitals and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

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Common English Bible

13 His archers surround me; he cuts my kidneys open without pity and doesn’t care, pours my gall on the ground,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 I, who once was wealthy, am now crushed. He has grabbed me by my neck; he has broken me and has place me before him as a sign.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

13 I that was formerly so wealthy am all on a sudden broken to pieces. He hath taken me by my neck. He hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.

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Job 16:13
16 Tagairtí Cros  

The archers attacked him, shot at him, and were hostile towards him.


His troops advance together; they construct a ramp  against me and camp  round my tent.


I will see him myself; my eyes will look at him, and not as a stranger. My heart longs  within me.


He pulls it out of his back, the flashing tip out of his liver. Terrors come over him.


Can his troops be numbered? Does his light not shine on everyone?


It would still bring me comfort, and I would leap for joy in unrelenting pain that I have not denied  the words of the Holy One.


Surely the arrows of the Almighty have pierced   me; my spirit drinks their poison. God’s terrors are arrayed against me.


My eyes are worn out from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief  , because of the destruction of my dear people, because infants and nursing babies faint in the streets of the city.


He has strung his bow like an enemy; his right hand is positioned like an adversary. He has killed everyone who was the delight to the eye, pouring out his wrath like fire on the tent of Daughter Zion.


He forced me off my way and tore me to pieces; he left me desolate.


He pierced my kidneys with shafts from his quiver.


‘Therefore, as I live’ #– #this is the declaration of the Lord God  #– #‘I will withdraw and show you no pity, because you have defiled my sanctuary  with all your abhorrent acts and detestable practices.  Yes, I will not spare you.


He did not even spare his own Son  but gave him up for us all.  How will he not also with him grant us everything?


The Lord will not be willing to forgive him. Instead, his anger and jealousy will burn against that person, and every curse written in this scroll will descend on him. The Lord will blot out his name under heaven,


and if he didn’t spare the ancient world, but protected Noah,  a preacher of righteousness, and seven others,  , when he brought the flood on the world of the ungodly;


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