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Job 30:30 - Tree of Life Version

30 My skin has turned black on me; my bones burn with heat.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

30 My skin is black upon me, And my bones are burned with heat.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

30 My skin falls from me in blackened flakes, and my bones are burned with heat.

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American Standard Version (1901)

30 My skin is black, and falleth from me, And my bones are burned with heat.

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Common English Bible

30 My skin is charred; my bones are scorched by the heat.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

30 My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat.

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Job 30:30
11 Tagairtí Cros  

if I say to the pit, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’


So the satan departed from the presence of Adonai, and afflicted Job with painful boils, from the sole of his foot to the top of his head.


Night pierces my bones within me; my gnawing pains never rest.


Do not hide Your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn Your ear to me— in the day I call, answer me quickly.


For my days vanished like smoke, and my bones were burned like coals.


Though I became like a wineskin dried in smoke, I do not forget Your decrees.


From on high He sent fire into my bones and it overcame them. He spread out a net for my feet; He turned me back. He made me desolate, faint all the day long.


He made my flesh and my skin waste away, broken my bones.


Their form has become darker than soot! They are not recognized in the street. Their skin has shriveled on their bones, withered like a tree.


Our skin is hot as an oven due to fever from famine.


I heard, and my belly trembled. My lips quivered at the sound. Decay comes into my bones. I tremble where I stand, since I must wait quietly for a day of distress to come up against the people who will invade us.


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