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Job 2:13 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

13 So they sat down with him on the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spoke a word to him, for they saw that his grief was very great.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 So they sat down with him upon the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spake a word unto him: for they saw that his grief was very great.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 So they sat down with [Job] on the ground for seven days and seven nights, and none spoke a word to him, for they saw that his grief and pain were very great.

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 So they sat down with him upon the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spake a word unto him: for they saw that his grief was very great.

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Common English Bible

13 They sat with Job on the ground seven days and seven nights, not speaking a word to him, for they saw that he was in excruciating pain.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 And they sat with him on the ground for seven day and seven nights, and no one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his sorrow was very great.

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Job 2:13
12 Tagairtí Cros  

God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. There was evening and there was morning, one day.


God called the expanse sky. There was evening and there was morning, a second day.


They came to the threshing floor of Atad, which is beyond the Yarden, and there they lamented with a very great and sore lamentation. He mourned for his father seven days.


When I heard this thing, I tore my garment and my robe, and plucked off the hair of my head and of my beard, and sat down confounded.


It happened, when I heard these words, that I sat down and wept, and mourned certain days; and I fasted and prayed before the God of heaven,


After this Iyov opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.


*If someone ventures to talk with you, will you be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?


You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.


Her gates shall lament and mourn; and she shall be desolate and sit on the ground.


Come down, and sit in the dust, virgin daughter of Bavel; sit on the ground without a throne, daughter of the Kasdim: for you shall no more be called tender and delicate.


The elders of the daughter of Tziyon sit on the ground, they keep silence; They have cast up dust on their heads; they have girded themselves with sackcloth: The virgins of Yerushalayim hang down their heads to the ground.


Then I came to them of the captivity at Tel-Aviv, that lived by the river Kevar, and to where they lived; and I sat there overwhelmed among them seven days.


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