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Job 7:8 - King James 2000

8 The eye of him that has seen me shall see me no more: your eyes are upon me, and I am not.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: Thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more; while your eyes are upon me, I shall be gone.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 The eye of him that seeth me shall behold me no more; Thine eyes shall be upon me, but I shall not be.

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Common English Bible

8 The eye that sees me now will no longer look on me; your eyes will be on me, and I won’t exist.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 Neither will the sight of man gaze upon me; your eyes are upon me, and I will not endure.

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Job 7:8
14 Tagairtí Cros  

But now he is dead, why should I fast? can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.


You put my feet also in the stocks, and watch closely all my paths; you set a bound to the soles of my feet.


But man dies, and wastes away: yea, man expires, and where is he?


And do you open your eyes upon such a one, and bring me into judgment with you?


He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found: yea, he shall be chased away as a vision of the night.


The eye also which saw him shall see him no more; neither shall his place any more behold him.


The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he opens his eyes, and he is not.


For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then would I have been at rest,


And why do you not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and you shall seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.


If he is destroyed from his place, then it will deny him, saying, I have not seen you.


For the wind passes over it, and it is gone; and the place there shall know it no more.


Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.


When you with rebukes do correct man for iniquity, you make his beauty melt away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.


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