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Job 34:15 - Revised Standard Version

15 all flesh would perish together, and man would return to dust.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 All flesh shall perish together, And man shall turn again unto dust.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 All flesh would perish together, and man would turn again to dust. [Ps. 104:29; Eccl. 12:7.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 All flesh shall perish together, And man shall turn again unto dust.

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Common English Bible

15 all flesh would die together, and humans would return to dust.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

15 All flesh will fail together, and man will return to ashes.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

15 All flesh shall perish together: and man shall return into ashes.

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Job 34:15
12 Tagairtí Cros  

In the sweat of your face you shall eat bread till you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken; you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”


And all flesh died that moved upon the earth, birds, cattle, beasts, all swarming creatures that swarm upon the earth, and every man;


We must all die, we are like water spilt on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again; but God will not take away the life of him who devises means not to keep his banished one an outcast.


Remember that thou hast made me of clay; and wilt thou turn me to dust again?


Yea, I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.


“If you have understanding, hear this; listen to what I say.


It is all one; therefore I say, he destroys both the blameless and the wicked.


When thou hidest thy face, they are dismayed; when thou takest away their breath, they die and return to their dust.


and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.


I have no wrath. Would that I had thorns and briers to battle! I would set out against them, I would burn them up together.


For I will not contend for ever, nor will I always be angry; for from me proceeds the spirit, and I have made the breath of life.


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