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Job 7:3 - English Standard Version 2016

3 so I am allotted months of emptiness, and nights of misery are apportioned to me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 So am I made to possess months of vanity, And wearisome nights are appointed to me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 So am I allotted months of futile [suffering], and [long] nights of misery are appointed to me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 So am I made to possess months of misery, And wearisome nights are appointed to me.

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Common English Bible

3 So I have inherited months of emptiness; nights of toil have been measured out for me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 so also have I had empty months and have counted my burdensome nights.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself wearisome nights.

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Job 7:3
8 Tagairtí Cros  

Surely now God has worn me out; he has made desolate all my company.


For he will complete what he appoints for me, and many such things are in his mind.


“Oh, that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me,


Like a slave who longs for the shadow, and like a hired hand who looks for his wages,


Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! Selah


I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.


My eye wastes away because of grief; it grows weak because of all my foes.


I have seen everything that is done under the sun, and behold, all is vanity and a striving after wind.


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