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Job 39:7 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

7 He scorns the tumult of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 He scorneth the multitude of the city, Neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 He scorns the tumult of the city and hears not the shoutings of the taskmaster.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 He scorneth the tumult of the city, Neither heareth he the shoutings of the driver.

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Common English Bible

7 He laughs at the clamor of the town, doesn’t hear the driver’s shout,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 He despises the crowded city; he does not pay attention to the bellow of the tax collector.

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Job 39:7
9 Tagairtí Cros  

There the prisoners are at ease together. They don't hear the voice of the taskmaster.


Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?


When she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.


Whose home I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling place?


The range of the mountains is his pasture, He searches after every green thing.


Go therefore now, and work, for no straw shall be given to you, yet shall you deliver the same number of bricks!*


For thus says the LORD to me, *As the lion and the young lion growling over his prey, if a multitude of shepherds is called together against him, will not be dismayed at their voice, nor abase himself for the noise of them, so the LORD of Armies will come down to fight on Mount Tziyon and on its heights.


Why have we fasted, [say they], and you don't see? [why] have we afflicted our soul, and you take no knowledge? Behold, in the day of your fast you find [your own] pleasure, and exact all your labors.


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