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Job 36:29 - Tree of Life Version

29 Indeed, who can understand the spreading of the clouds, and the thunder from His pavilion?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

29 Also can any understand the spreadings of the clouds, Or the noise of his tabernacle?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

29 Not only that, but can anyone understand the spreadings of the clouds or the thunderings of His pavilion? [Ps. 18:11; Isa. 40:22.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

29 Yea, can any understand the spreadings of the clouds, The thunderings of his pavilion?

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Common English Bible

29 Even if one perceives a spreading cloud and the thunder of his pavilion,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

29 If he wills it, he extends the clouds as his tent

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Job 36:29
19 Tagairtí Cros  

He made darkness as a sukkah around Him— a mass of waters, thick clouds of the skies.


Indeed, these are but glimpses of His ways; how faint the whisper, we hear of Him! Who then can understand the thunder of His might?”


when He set a limit for the rain and a path for the thunderstorm,


which the clouds pour down and shower mankind abundantly.


“See how He scatters His lightning about Him, covering the depths of the sea.


He loads the cloud with moisture; He scatters His cloud of lightning.


Do you know the balancing of clouds, the wonders of Him who has perfect knowledge?


Who can count the clouds by wisdom, or tip over the water jars of heaven,


when I made a cloud its garment and thick darkness its swaddling cloth,


laying beams for His upper rooms in waters, making the clouds His chariot, walking on the wings of the wind,


At Your rebuke the waters fled. At the sound of Your thunder they hurried away.


Out of the brilliance before Him passed His thick clouds, hail and fiery coals.


He sits above the circle of the earth— its inhabitants are like grasshoppers— He stretches out the skies like a curtain, spreads them out like a tent to dwell in.


Adonai is slow to anger and great in power, but He will by no means acquit the guilty. Adonai’s way is with a whirlwind or with a storm wind, Clouds are the dust of His feet.


The mountains saw You and writhe. A downpour of water overflows. The deep gives its voice— it lifts up hands high.


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