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Job 19:3 - New Revised Standard Version

3 These ten times you have cast reproach upon me; are you not ashamed to wrong me?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 These ten times have ye reproached me: Ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 These ten times you have reproached me; you are not ashamed that you make yourselves strange [harden yourselves against me and deal severely with me].

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 These ten times have ye reproached me: Ye are not ashamed that ye deal hardly with me.

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Common English Bible

3 These ten times you’ve humiliated me; shamelessly you insult me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 So, ten times you confound me and are not ashamed to oppress me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 Behold, these ten times you confound me, and are not ashamed to oppress me.

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Job 19:3
19 Tagairtí Cros  

yet your father has cheated me and changed my wages ten times, but God did not permit him to harm me.


When Joseph saw his brothers, he recognized them, but he treated them like strangers and spoke harshly to them. “Where do you come from?” he said. They said, “From the land of Canaan, to buy food.”


When the Jews who lived near them came, they said to us ten times, “From all the places where they live they will come up against us.”


If iniquity is in your hand, put it far away, and do not let wickedness reside in your tents.


Should your babble put others to silence, and when you mock, shall no one shame you?


My breath is repulsive to my wife; I am loathsome to my own family.


“How long will you torment me, and break me in pieces with words?


And even if it is true that I have erred, my error remains with me.


I hear censure that insults me, and a spirit beyond my understanding answers me.


I have become a stranger to my kindred, an alien to my mother's children.


In every matter of wisdom and understanding concerning which the king inquired of them, he found them ten times better than all the magicians and enchanters in his whole kingdom.


When I break your staff of bread, ten women shall bake your bread in a single oven, and they shall dole out your bread by weight; and though you eat, you shall not be satisfied.


none of the people who have seen my glory and the signs that I did in Egypt and in the wilderness, and yet have tested me these ten times and have not obeyed my voice,


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