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Job 31:23 - Tree of Life Version

23 For calamity from God was a terror to me, and because of His majesty, I could do nothing.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

23 For destruction from God was a terror to me, And by reason of his highness I could not endure.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

23 For calamity from God was a terror to me, and because of His majesty I could not endure [to face Him] and could do nothing. [Isa. 13:6; Joel 1:15.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

23 For calamity from God is a terror to me, And by reason of his majesty I can do nothing.

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Common English Bible

23 for God’s calamity is terror to me; I couldn’t endure his splendor.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

23 For I have always feared God, like waves flowing over me, whose weight I was unable to bear.

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Job 31:23
15 Tagairtí Cros  

No one in this house is greater than I, and he has withheld nothing from me—except you, because you are his wife. So how could I commit this great evil and sin against God?”


The earlier governors, those preceding me, placed heavy burdens on the people, and took bread and wine from them, in addition to forty shekels of silver. Their attendants also lorded over the people. But I did not do so, out of fear of God.


Would not His majesty terrify you and the dread of Him fall on you?


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.


Let his own eyes see his ruin; let him drink the wrath of Shaddai.


Terrors are turned on me; they chase away my honor like the wind, and like a cloud my deliverance vanishes.


Is it not calamity for the unjust, and disaster for workers of iniquity?


Do you have an arm like God’s and can you thunder with a voice like His?


My flesh shudders for fear of You, and I am in awe of Your judgments.


At Your rebuke, O God of Jacob, both horse and rider lay dead asleep.


Adonai, why do You spurn me? Why do You hide Your face from me?


Wail, for the day of Adonai is near! it will come as destruction from Shaddai.


Ah, the day! The day of Adonai is near! As havoc from Shaddai it will come.


Therefore, knowing the fear of the Lord, we are trying to persuade people, but what we are is known to God—and I hope it is known to your consciences as well.


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