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Job 16:22 - Revised Version 1885

22 For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

22 When a few years are come, Then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

22 For when a few years are come, I shall go the way from which I shall not return.

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American Standard Version (1901)

22 For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

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Common English Bible

22 A number of years will surely pass, and then I’ll walk a path that I won’t return.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

22 And I wish that a man might be so judged before God, just as the son of man is judged with his assistant!

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

22 And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion!

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Job 16:22
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Before I go whence I shall not return, Even to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;


But man dieth, and wasteth away: Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?


If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my warfare would I wait, Till my release should come.


Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months is with thee, And thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;


That he would maintain the right of a man with God, And of a son of man with his neighbour!


My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is ready for me.


For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest:


yea, they shall be afraid of that which is high, and terrors shall be in the way; and the almond tree shall blossom, and the grasshopper shall be a burden, and the caper-berry shall fail: because man goeth to his long home, and the mourners go about the streets:


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