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Job 16:13 - New Revised Standard Version

13 his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys, and shows no mercy; he pours out my gall on the ground.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 [Satan's] arrows whiz around me. He slashes open my vitals and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

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Common English Bible

13 His archers surround me; he cuts my kidneys open without pity and doesn’t care, pours my gall on the ground,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 I, who once was wealthy, am now crushed. He has grabbed me by my neck; he has broken me and has place me before him as a sign.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

13 I that was formerly so wealthy am all on a sudden broken to pieces. He hath taken me by my neck. He hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.

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Job 16:13
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The archers fiercely attacked him; they shot at him and pressed him hard.


His troops come on together; they have thrown up siegeworks against me, and encamp around my tent.


whom I shall see on my side, and my eyes shall behold, and not another. My heart faints within me!


It is drawn forth and comes out of their body, and the glittering point comes out of their gall; terrors come upon them.


Is there any number to his armies? Upon whom does his light not arise?


This would be my consolation; I would even exult in unrelenting pain; for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.


For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.


My eyes are spent with weeping; my stomach churns; my bile is poured out on the ground because of the destruction of my people, because infants and babes faint in the streets of the city.


He has bent his bow like an enemy, with his right hand set like a foe; he has killed all in whom we took pride in the tent of daughter Zion; he has poured out his fury like fire.


he led me off my way and tore me to pieces; he has made me desolate;


He shot into my vitals the arrows of his quiver;


Therefore, as I live, says the Lord God, surely, because you have defiled my sanctuary with all your detestable things and with all your abominations—therefore I will cut you down; my eye will not spare, and I will have no pity.


He who did not withhold his own Son, but gave him up for all of us, will he not with him also give us everything else?


the Lord will be unwilling to pardon them, for the Lord's anger and passion will smoke against them. All the curses written in this book will descend on them, and the Lord will blot out their names from under heaven.


and if he did not spare the ancient world, even though he saved Noah, a herald of righteousness, with seven others, when he brought a flood on a world of the ungodly;


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