Verse 17
Job 3:17
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There the wicked cease from troubling; And there the weary are at rest.
Original Language Text
hebrew
שָׁ֣ם רְ֭שָׁעִים חָ֣דְלוּ רֹ֑גֶז וְ/שָׁ֥ם יָ֝נ֗וּחוּ יְגִ֣יעֵי כֹֽחַ
English Translation
There the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary are at rest.
AI translation from hebrew via gpt-4o-mini
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Chapter 3 Context
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After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
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And Job answered and said:
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Let the day perish wherein I was born, And the night which said, There is a man-child conceived.
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Let that day be darkness; Let not God (Elohim) from above seek for it, Neither let the light shine u...
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Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own; Let a cloud dwell upon it; Let all that...
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As for that night, let thick darkness seize upon it: Let it not rejoice among the days of the year;...
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Lo, let that night be barren; Let no joyful voice come therein.
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Let them curse it that curse the day, Who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
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Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark: Let it look for light, but have none; Neither let it...
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Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, Nor hid trouble from mine eyes.
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Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not give up the ghost when my mother bare me?
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Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breasts, that I should suck?
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For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest,
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With kings and counselors of the earth, Who built up waste places for themselves;
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Or with princes that had gold, Who filled their houses with silver:
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Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, As infants that never saw light.
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There the wicked cease from troubling; And there the weary are at rest.
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There the prisoners are at ease together; They hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
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The small and the great are there: And the servant is free from his master.
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Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, And life unto the bitter in soul;
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Who long for death, but it cometh not, And dig for it more than for hidden treasures;
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Who rejoice exceedingly, And are glad, when they can find the grave?
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Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, And whom God (Elohim) hath hedged in?
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For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.
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For the thing which I fear cometh upon me, And that which I am afraid of cometh unto me.
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I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; But trouble cometh.
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