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Job 24:12 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

12 From the city, men   groan; the mortally wounded cry for help, yet God pays no attention to this crime.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 Men groan from out of the city, And the soul of the wounded crieth out: Yet God layeth not folly to them.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 From out of the populous city men groan, and the very life of the wounded cries for help; yet God [seemingly] regards not the wrong done them.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 From out of the populous city men groan, And the soul of the wounded crieth out: Yet God regardeth not the folly.

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Common English Bible

12 From the city, the dying cry out; the throat of the mortally wounded screams, but God assigns no blame.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 In the cities, they caused the men to groan and the spirit of the wounded to cry out, and so God does not allow this to go unpunished.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 Out of the cities they have made men to groan. And the soul of the wounded hath cried out: and God doth not suffer it to pass unrevenged.

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Job 24:12
23 Tagairtí Cros  

Then he said, ‘What have you done? Your brother’s blood cries out to me from the ground!


They crush olives in their presses; they tread the winepresses, but go thirsty.


The wicked are those who rebel against the light. They do not recognise its ways or stay on its paths.


When catastrophe  brings sudden death, he mocks the despair of the innocent.


The earth  is handed over to the wicked; he blindfolds  its judges. If it isn’t he, then who is it?


For it is his only covering; it is the clothing for his body.  What will he sleep in? And if he cries out to me, I will listen because I am gracious.


Again, I observed all the acts of oppression being done under the sun.  Look at the tears of those who are oppressed; they have no one to comfort them. Power is with those who oppress them; they have no one to comfort them.


So now what have I here’ – this is the  Lord’s declaration – ‘that my people are taken away for nothing? Its rulers wail’ – this is the  Lord’s declaration – ‘and my name is continually blasphemed all day long.


You will be righteous, Lord, even if I bring a case against you. Yet I wish to contend with you: Why does the way of the wicked prosper? Why do all the treacherous live at ease?


You planted them,  and they have taken root. They have grown and produced fruit. You are ever on their lips, but far from their conscience.  ,


You have wearied the Lord   with your words. Yet you ask, ‘How have we wearied him? ’ When you say, ‘Everyone who does what is evil is good in the Lord’s sight, and he is delighted with them,  or else where is the God of justice? ’


So now we consider the arrogant  to be fortunate.  Not only do those who commit wickedness prosper, they even test God  and escape.’


Also, regard the patience of our Lord as salvation, just as our dear brother Paul has written to you according to the wisdom given to him.


So they got rid of the foreign gods  among them and worshipped the Lord,  and he became weary  of Israel’s misery.


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