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Job 2:8 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

8 He took for himself a potsherd to scrape himself with, and he sat among the ashes.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself withal; and he sat down among the ashes.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 And he took a piece of broken pottery with which to scrape himself, and he sat [down] among the ashes.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself therewith; and he sat among the ashes.

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Common English Bible

8 Job took a piece of broken pottery to scratch himself and sat down on a mound of ashes.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 So he took a shard of earthenware and scraped the discharge, while sitting on a heap of refuse.

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Job 2:8
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Tamar put ashes on her head, and tore her garment of various colors that was on her; and she laid her hand on her head, and went her way, crying aloud as she went.


Now when Mordekhai found out all that was done, Mordekhai tore his clothes, and put on sackcloth with ashes, and went out into the midst of the city, and wailed loudly and a bitterly.


In every province, wherever the king's mitzvah and his decree came, there was great mourning among the Jews, and fasting, and weeping, and wailing; and many lay in sackcloth and ashes.


Then his wife said to him, *Do you still maintain your integrity? Renounce God, and die.*


Therefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.*


My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, because of my foolishness.


For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.


to appoint to those who mourn in Tziyon, to give to them a garland for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they may be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he may be glorified.


Daughter of my people, gird you with sackcloth, and wallow yourself in ashes: make you mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation; for the destroyer shall suddenly come on us.


and shall cause their voice to be heard over you, and shall cry bitterly, and shall cast up dust on their heads, they shall wallow themselves in the ashes:


The news reached the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, and took off his royal robe, covered himself with sackcloth, and sat in ashes.


*Woe to you, Kora'zin! Woe to you, Beit-Tzaidah! For if the mighty works had been done in Tzor and Tzidon which were done in you, they would have repented long ago in sackcloth and ashes.


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