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Job 4:9 - Tree of Life Version

9 By the breath of God they perish; by the blast of His anger they vanish.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 By the blast of God they perish, And by the breath of his nostrils are they consumed.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of His anger they are consumed.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 By the breath of God they perish, And by the blast of his anger are they consumed.

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Common English Bible

9 When God breathes deeply, they perish; by a breath of his nostril they are annihilated.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 perishing by the breath of God, and being consumed by the wrath of his spirit.

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Job 4:9
13 Tagairtí Cros  

Behold, I am putting a spirit in him, and he will hear a rumor, and will return to his own country; then I will make him fall by the sword in his own land.’”


when suddenly a mighty wind came from beyond the wilderness and struck the four corners of the house, and it collapsed on the young people and they died. And I—only I alone—escaped to tell you!”


He will not escape from the darkness; a flame will wither his shoots, and he will depart by the breath of His mouth.


Scatter the fury of your anger. Look at every proud person and bring him low;


Hide them together in the dust bind their faces in the hidden place.


He shot His arrows and scattered them, hurled lightning bolts and routed them.


You blew with Your wind, the sea covered them. They sank like lead in the mighty waters.


With the blast of Your nostrils the waters piled up. The floods stood upright as a heap. The deeps became firm ground in the heart of the sea.


But with righteousness He will judge the poor, and decide with fairness for the poor of the land. He will strike the land with the rod of His mouth, and with the breath of His lips He will slay the wicked.


For Topheth has long been ready, prepared for the king, its fire pit made deep and wide, a pyre of fire with plenty of wood. The breath of Adonai, like a torrent of brimstone, sets it aflame.


The grass withers, the flower fades. For the breath of Adonai blows on it. Surely the people are grass.


Then the lawless one will be revealed. The Lord Yeshua will slay him with the breath of His mouth and wipe him out with the appearance of His coming.


Repent then! If not, I will come to you soon and make war against them with the sword of My mouth.


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