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Job 2:7 - English Standard Version 2016

7 So Satan went out from the presence of the Lord and struck Job with loathsome sores from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 So Satan went forth from the presence of the Lord and smote Job with loathsome and painful sores from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 So Satan went forth from the presence of Jehovah, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

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Common English Bible

7 The Adversary departed from the LORD’s presence and struck Job with severe sores from the sole of his foot to the top of his head.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 And so, Satan departed from the face of the Lord and he struck Job with a very serious ulcer from the sole of the foot all the way to the crown of his head.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

7 So Satan went forth from the presence of the Lord, and struck Job with a very grievous ulcer, from the sole of the foot even to the top of his head.

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Job 2:7
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Now in all Israel there was no one so much to be praised for his handsome appearance as Absalom. From the sole of his foot to the crown of his head there was no blemish in him.


And the Lord said to him, ‘By what means?’ And he said, ‘I will go out, and will be a lying spirit in the mouth of all his prophets.’ And he said, ‘You are to entice him, and you shall succeed; go out and do so.’


But stretch out your hand and touch all that he has, and he will curse you to your face.”


Man wastes away like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.


And the Lord said to Satan, “Behold, he is in your hand; only spare his life.”


My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.


My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt; my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh.


From the sole of the foot even to the head, there is no soundness in it, but bruises and sores and raw wounds; they are not pressed out or bound up or softened with oil.


therefore the Lord will strike with a scab the heads of the daughters of Zion, and the Lord will lay bare their secret parts.


The Lord will strike you with the boils of Egypt, and with tumors and scabs and itch, of which you cannot be healed.


The Lord will strike you on the knees and on the legs with grievous boils of which you cannot be healed, from the sole of your foot to the crown of your head.


and cursed the God of heaven for their pain and sores. They did not repent of their deeds.


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