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Job 13:26 - Tree of Life Version

26 For You write bitter things against me and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

26 For thou writest bitter things against me, And makest me to possess the iniquities of my youth.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

26 For You write bitter things against me [in Your bill of indictment] and make me inherit and be accountable now for the iniquities of my youth.

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American Standard Version (1901)

26 For thou writest bitter things against me, And makest me to inherit the iniquities of my youth:

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Common English Bible

26 You even write bitter things about me, make me inherit my youthful indiscretions.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

26 For you write bitter things against me, and you want to consume me for the sins of my youth.

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Job 13:26
11 Tagairtí Cros  

So she said to Elijah, “What do I have to do with you, man of God? Have you come to me to remind me of my sin and kill my son?”


His bones were full of his youthful vigor but it will lie down with him in the dust.


Why is light given to one who suffers and life to the bitter of soul,


He does not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.


Remember not the sins of my youth, nor my rebellion. According to Your mercy remember me, for the sake of Your goodness, Adonai.


Is Ephraim a precious son to Me? Is he a delightful child? For as often as I spoke against him, I still certainly remember him. Therefore My heart yearns for him. I will surely have compassion on him.” It is a declaration of Adonai.


Afterwards, Yeshua finds him in the Temple. He said to him, “Look, you’ve been healed! Stop sinning, so nothing worse happens to you.”


Now a certain man had been an invalid there for thirty-eight years.


“Do not call me Naomi,” she told them. “Call me Mara—since Shaddai has made my life bitter.


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