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Job 2:7 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

7 So Hasatan went forth from the presence of the LORD, and struck Iyov with painful sores from the sole of his foot to 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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Job 2:7
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Now in all Yisra'el there was none to be so much praised as Avshalom for his beauty: from the sole of his foot even to the crown of his head there was no blemish in him.


The LORD said to him, 'How?' He said, 'I will go forth, and will be a lying spirit in the mouth of all his prophets.' He said, 'You shall entice him, and shall prevail also: go forth, and do so.'


But put forth your hand now, and touch all that he has, and he will renounce you to your face.*


though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.


The LORD said to Hasatan, *Behold, he is in your hand. Only spare his life.*


My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.


My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.


From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it: wounds, welts, and open sores. They haven't been closed, neither bandaged, neither soothed with oil.


therefore the Lord brings sores on the crown of the head of the women of Tziyon, and the LORD will make their scalps bald.*


The LORD will strike you with the boil of Egypt, and with the tumors, and with the scurvy, and with the itch, of which you can not be healed.


The LORD will strike you in the knees, and in the legs, with a sore boil, of which you can not be healed, from the sole of your foot to the crown of your head.


and they blasphemed the God of heaven because of their pains and their sores. They didn't repent of their works.


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