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Job 20:22 - Tree of Life Version

22 In the fullness of his plenty, he will be distressed; the full force of misery will come upon him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

22 In the fulness of his sufficiency he shall be in straits: Every hand of the wicked shall come upon him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

22 In the fullness of his sufficiency [in the time of his great abundance] he shall be poor and in straits; every hand of everyone who is in misery shall come upon him [he is but a wretch on every side].

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American Standard Version (1901)

22 In the fulness of his sufficiency he shall be in straits: The hand of every one that is in misery shall come upon him.

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Common English Bible

22 Even in their plenty, they are hard-pressed; all sorts of trouble come on them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

22 When he will be satisfied, he will be constrained; he will seethe, and all anguish will fall upon him.

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Job 20:22
13 Tagairtí Cros  

Then Adonai sent against him marauding bands of the Chaldeans, Arameans, Moabites and Ammonites—He sent them against Judah to destroy it, as was the word of Adonai that He had spoken by the hand of His servants the prophets.


when the Sabeans attacked and carried them off. They also killed the servants with the edge of the sword—I alone escaped to tell you!”


While this one was still speaking another came in and said, “The Chaldeans formed three bands and raided the camels and took them all away. They also killed the servants with the edge of the sword, and I—only I alone—escaped to tell you!”


He will not become rich, and his wealth will not endure, nor will his possessions spread over the land.


God has handed me over to the ungodly, and tossed me into the hands of the wicked.


His vigorous stride is shortened, and his own scheme throws him down.


While he is filling his belly, He will send the anger of His wrath against him, and rain it down it on him, on his flesh.


There the wicked cease from turmoil, and there the weary are at rest.


The hungry consumes his harvest, taking it even from among thorns, and the thirsty pants after their wealth.


“Let me know, Adonai, my end and what the number of my days is. Let me know how short-lived I am.


I am sending it against an ungodly nation, and against the people of My fury I am commissioning it, to take spoil and plunder, to trample them down like mud in the streets.


As she has exalted herself and indulged herself in luxury, so give her the same measure of torment and grief! For in her heart she says, ‘I sit as a queen— I am no widow; I shall never see grief.’


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