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Job 16:18 - Revised Standard Version

18 “O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry find no resting place.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, And let my cry have no place.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

18 O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry have no resting-place [where it will cease being heard].

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American Standard Version (1901)

18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, And let my cry have no resting-place.

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Common English Bible

18 Earth, don’t cover my blood; let my outcry never cease.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

18 These things I have endured without iniquity in my hand, while I held pure prayers before God.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

18 These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.

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Job 16:18
13 Tagairtí Cros  

And now you are cursed from the ground, which has opened its mouth to receive your brother's blood from your hand.


Do not cover their guilt, and let not their sin be blotted out from thy sight; for they have provoked thee to anger before the builders.


although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.


Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and he that vouches for me is on high.


Will God hear his cry, when trouble comes upon him?


Let my cry come before thee, O Lord; give me understanding according to thy word!


When you spread forth your hands, I will hide my eyes from you; even though you make many prayers, I will not listen; your hands are full of blood.


For behold, the Lord is coming forth out of his place to punish the inhabitants of the earth for their iniquity, and the earth will disclose the blood shed upon her, and will no more cover her slain.


O land, land, land, hear the word of the Lord!


For the blood she has shed is still in the midst of her; she put it on the bare rock, she did not pour it upon the ground to cover it with dust.


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