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Job 12:5 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

5 In the thought of him who is at ease there is contempt for misfortune. It is ready for them whose foot slips.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 He that is ready to slip with his feet Is as a lamp despised in the thought of him that is at ease.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 In the thought of him who is at ease there is contempt for misfortune–but it is ready for those whose feet slip.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 In the thought of him that is at ease there is contempt for misfortune; It is ready for them whose foot slippeth.

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Common English Bible

5 a torch of contempt to one who is idle, a fixed point for slipping feet.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 The lamp that is despised in the thoughts of the rich is ready for the appointed time.

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Job 12:5
16 Tagairtí Cros  

I am like one who is a joke to his neighbor, I, who called on God, and he answered. The just, the blameless man is a joke.


The tents of robbers prosper. Those who provoke God are secure, who carry their God in their hands.


I also could speak as you do. If your soul were in my soul's place, I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you,


*Yes, the light of the wicked shall be put out, The spark of his fire shall not shine.


Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?


My steps have held fast to your paths. My feet have not slipped.


When I said, *My foot is slipping!* Your loving kindness, LORD, held me up.


The light of the righteous shines brightly, but the lamp of the wicked is snuffed out.


Whoever curses his father or his mother, his lamp shall be put out in blackness of darkness.


Give glory to the LORD your God, before he cause darkness, and before your feet stumble on the dark mountains, and, while you look for light, he turn it into the shadow of death, and make it gross darkness.


The foolish said to the wise, 'Give us some of your oil, for our lamps are going out.'


I will tell my soul, *Soul, you have many goods laid up for many years. Take your ease, eat, drink, be merry.*'


Vengeance is mine, and recompense, at the time when their foot slides; for the day of their calamity is at hand. The things that are to come on them shall make haste.


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