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Job 21:25 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

25 Yet another person dies with a bitter   soul, having never tasted prosperity.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

25 And another dieth in the bitterness of his soul, And never eateth with pleasure.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

25 Whereas another man dies in bitterness of soul and never tastes of pleasure or good fortune.

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American Standard Version (1901)

25 And another dieth in bitterness of soul, And never tasteth of good.

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Common English Bible

25 Another dies in bitter spirit, never having tasted the good things.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

25 In truth, another dies in bitterness of soul, without any resources.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

25 But another dieth in bitterness of soul without any riches.

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Job 21:25
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Hushai continued, ‘You know your father and his men. They are warriors and are desperate like a wild bear robbed of her cubs.  Your father is an experienced soldier who won’t spend the night with the people.


But she said, ‘As the Lord your God lives,  I don’t have anything baked #– #only a handful of flour in the jar and a bit of oil  in the jug. Just now, I am gathering a couple of sticks in order to go and prepare it for myself and my son so we can eat it and die.’


I am disgusted with my life. I will give vent to my complaint and speak in the bitterness of my soul.


When he fills his stomach, God will send his burning anger against him, raining  it down on him while he is eating.


His body is   well fed, and his bones are full of marrow.


But they both lie in the dust, and worms cover them.


Why is light given to one burdened with grief, and life to those whose existence is bitter,


Therefore I will not restrain my mouth. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.


He doesn’t let me catch my breath but fills me with bitter experiences.


The heart knows its own bitterness, and no outsider shares in its joy.


God gives a person riches, wealth, and honour  so that he lacks nothing of all he desires for himself,  but God does not allow him to enjoy them. Instead, a stranger will enjoy them. This is futile and a sickening tragedy.


‘Son of man, eat your bread with  trembling and drink your water with anxious shaking.


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