Job 3:14 Cross References - YLT

¹⁴ With kings and counsellors of earth, These building wastes for themselves.

¹⁰ And David lieth down with his fathers, and is buried in the city of David,

⁴³ and Solomon lieth with his fathers, and is buried in the city of David his father, and reign doth Rehoboam his son in his stead.

¹⁷ Causing counsellors to go away a spoil, And judges He maketh foolish.

²⁸ And he inhabiteth cities cut off, houses not dwelt in, That have been ready to become heaps.

²³ For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And to the house appointed for all living.

⁶ Those trusting on their wealth, And in the multitude of their riches, Do shew themselves foolish. ⁷ A brother doth no one at all ransom, He doth not give to God his atonement. ⁸ And precious is the redemption of their soul, And it hath ceased—to the age. ⁹ And still he liveth for ever, He seeth not the pit. ¹⁰ For he seeth wise men die, Together the foolish and brutish perish, And have left to others their wealth.

¹⁴ As sheep for Sheol they have set themselves, Death doth afflict them, And the upright rule over them in the morning, And their form is for consumption. Sheol is a dwelling for him.

⁴⁸ Who is the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.

⁸ There is no man ruling over the spirit to restrain the spirit, and there is no authority over the day of death, and there is no discharge in battle, and wickedness delivereth not its possessors.

⁸ Woe to those joining house to house, Field to field they bring near, till there is no place, And ye have been settled by yourselves In the midst of the land!

¹⁰ All of them answer and say unto thee, Even thou hast become weak like us! Unto us thou hast become like! ¹¹ Brought down to Sheol hath been thine excellency, The noise of thy psaltery, Under thee spread out hath been the worm, Yea, covering thee is the worm. ¹² How hast thou fallen from the heavens, O shining one, son of the dawn! Thou hast been cut down to earth, O weakener of nations. ¹³ And thou saidst in thy heart: the heavens I go up, Above stars of God I raise my throne, And I sit in the mount of meeting in the sides of the north. ¹⁴ I go up above the heights of a thick cloud, I am like to the Most High. ¹⁵ Only—unto Sheol thou art brought down, Unto the sides of the pit. ¹⁶ Thy beholders look to thee, to thee they attend, Is this the man causing the earth to tremble, Shaking kingdoms?

¹² And they have built out of thee the wastes of old, The foundations of many generations thou raisest up, And one calleth thee, `Repairer of the breach, Restorer of paths to rest in.'

²⁰ And I have caused thee to go down, With those going down to the pit, Unto the people of old, And I have caused thee to dwell in the land, The lower parts—in wastes of old, With those going down to the pit, So that thou art not inhabited, And I have given beauty in the land of the living.

¹⁸ Damascus is thy merchant, For the abundance of thy works, Because of the abundance of all wealth, For wine of Helbon, and white wool. ¹⁹ Vedan and Javan go about with thy remnants, They have given shining iron, cassia, and cane, In thy merchandise it hath been. ²⁰ Dedan is thy merchant, For clothes of freedom for riding. ²¹ Arabia, and all princes of Kedar, They are the traders of thy hand, For lambs, and rams, and he-goats, In these thy merchants. ²² Merchants of Sheba and Raamah—they are thy merchants, For the chief of all spices, And for every precious stone, and gold, They have given out thy remnants. ²³ Haran, and Canneh, and Eden, merchants of Sheba, Asshur—Chilmad—are thy merchants, ²⁴ They are thy merchants for perfect things, For wrappings of blue, and embroidery, And for treasuries of rich apparel, With cords bound and girded, for thy merchandise, ²⁵ Ships of Tarshish are thy double walls of thy merchandise, And thou art filled and honoured greatly, In the heart of the seas.
²⁶ Into great waters have they brought thee, Those rowing thee, The east wind hath broken thee in the heart of the seas. ²⁷ Thy wealth and thy remnants, Thy merchandise, thy mariners, And thy pilots, strengtheners of thy breach, And the traders of thy merchandise, And all thy men of war, who are in thee, And in all thine assembly that is in thy midst, Fall into the heart of the seas in the day of thy fall, ²⁸ At the voice of the cry of thy pilots shake do the suburbs. ²⁹ And come down from their ships have all handling an oar, Mariners, all the pilots of the sea, on the land they stand, ³⁰ And have sounded for thee with their voice, And cry bitterly, and cause dust to go up on their heads, In ashes they do roll themselves. ³¹ And they have made for thee baldness, And they have girded on sackcloth, And they have wept for thee, In bitterness of soul—a bitter mourning. ³² And lifted up for thee have their sons a lamentation, And they have lamented over thee, who is as Tyre? As the cut-off one in the midst of the sea?