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Job 7:3 - Tree of Life Version

3 so I have inherited months of futility, and nights of distress have been appointed to me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 So am I made to possess months of vanity, And wearisome nights are appointed to me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 So am I allotted months of futile [suffering], and [long] nights of misery are appointed to me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 So am I made to possess months of misery, And wearisome nights are appointed to me.

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Common English Bible

3 So I have inherited months of emptiness; nights of toil have been measured out for me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 so also have I had empty months and have counted my burdensome nights.

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Job 7:3
8 Tagairtí Cros  

Surely now He has exhausted me; You have devastated my entire household.


For He fulfills the decree against me, and many such things are with Him.


“O that I could be as in the months gone by, as in the days when God watched over me,


Like a slave longing for the shadow, or a hired man waiting for his pay,


“Let me know, Adonai, my end and what the number of my days is. Let me know how short-lived I am.


For there is no memory of You in death, in Sheol who will praise You?


I am worn out with my groaning. Every night I make my bed swim, drenching my pillow with my tears.


I have seen all the deeds done under the sun; and behold, all is meaningless and chasing after the wind.


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