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Job 31:39 - Tree of Life Version

39 if I have eaten its fruits without money, or caused the death of its owners,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

39 If I have eaten the fruits thereof without money, Or have caused the owners thereof to lose their life:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

39 If I have eaten its fruits without paying for them or have caused its [rightful] owners to breathe their last,

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American Standard Version (1901)

39 If I have eaten the fruits thereof without money, Or have caused the owners thereof to lose their life:

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Common English Bible

39 if I have eaten its yield without payment and caused its owners grief,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

39 if I have used its fruits for nothing but money and have afflicted the souls of its tillers,

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Job 31:39
11 Tagairtí Cros  

As often as you work the ground, it will not yield its crops to you again. You will be a restless wanderer on the earth.”


You shall speak to him saying, ‘Thus says Adonai: Have you murdered and then taken possession?’ You shall also speak to him saying, ‘Thus says Adonai: In the same place where dogs licked the blood of Naboth shall dogs lick your blood too.’”


They wander about naked, without clothing and go hungry while they carry sheaves.


They reap their fodder in the field and glean in the vineyard of the wicked.


Such is the fate of all gaining by violence. It takes the life of its possessor.


For behold, Adonai is coming out from His place to punish inhabitants of the earth for iniquity. The earth will disclose her bloodshed, no longer covering up her slain.


Oy to him who builds his house by unrighteousness, and his roof-chambers by injustice, that makes his neighbor work without pay, never giving him his wages,


“Behold, each prince of Israel has used his own arm’s strength in you to shed blood.


Behold, the wages of the workers who mowed your fields—which you kept back by fraud—are crying out against you. And the cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord of Hosts.


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