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Job 31:40 - Revised Standard Version

40 let thorns grow instead of wheat, and foul weeds instead of barley.” The words of Job are ended.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

40 Let thistles grow instead of wheat, And cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

40 Let thistles grow instead of wheat and cockleburs instead of barley. The [controversial] words of Job [with his friends] are ended.

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American Standard Version (1901)

40 Let thistles grow instead of wheat, And cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended.

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Common English Bible

40 may briars grow instead of wheat, poisonous weeds instead of barley. Job’s words are complete.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

40 then, may thistles spring forth for me instead of grain, and thorns instead of barley. (This ended the words of Job.)

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

40 Let thistles grow up to me instead of wheat, and thorns instead of barley.

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Job 31:40
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then let my shoulder blade fall from my shoulder, and let my arm be broken from its socket.


Beware lest you say, ‘We have found wisdom; God may vanquish him, not man.’


The prayers of David, the son of Jesse, are ended.


I will make it a waste; it shall not be pruned or hoed, and briers and thorns shall grow up; I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain upon it.


In that day every place where there used to be a thousand vines, worth a thousand shekels of silver, will become briers and thorns.


and say, ‘Thus shall Babylon sink, to rise no more, because of the evil that I am bringing upon her.’ ” Thus far are the words of Jeremiah.


Therefore, as I live,” says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel, “Moab shall become like Sodom, and the Ammonites like Gomorrah, a land possessed by nettles and salt pits, and a waste for ever. The remnant of my people shall plunder them, and the survivors of my nation shall possess them.”


but I have hated Esau; I have laid waste his hill country and left his heritage to jackals of the desert.”


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