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Job 6:9 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

9 that he would decide to crush me, to unleash his power and cut me off!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 I even wish that it would please God to crush me, that He would let loose His hand and cut me off!

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

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Common English Bible

9 that God be willing to crush me, release his hand and cut me off.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 and that he who, at first, had crushed me, will let loose his hand and cut me down?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 And that he that hath begun may destroy me: that he may let loose his hand, and cut me off?

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Job 6:9
16 Tagairtí Cros  

but he went on a day’s journey into the wilderness. He sat down under a broom tree  and prayed that he might die. He said, ‘I have had enough! Lord, take my life,  for I’m no better than my ancestors.’


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


But the sight of the wicked  will fail. Their way of escape will be cut off, and their only hope is their last breath.


If only you would hide me in Sheol and conceal me until your anger   passes. If only you would appoint a time for me and then remember me.


Have mercy on me, my friends,  have mercy, for God’s hand  has struck me.


If only my request would be granted and God would provide what I hope for:


Though I am blameless, I no longer care about myself; I renounce my life.


My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver; he cuts me off from the loom. By nightfall  you make an end of me.


And now, Lord, take my life from me,  for it is better for me to die than to live.’


As the sun was rising, God appointed a scorching east wind.  The sun beat down on Jonah’s head  so much that he almost fainted, and he wanted to die. He said, ‘It’s better for me to die than to live.’


In those days people will seek death and will not find it; they will long to die, but death will flee from them.


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