Logos Bible Study

Job 10:8–10

Legacy Standard BibleOther versions

English

Arabic

Czech

French

German

Hebrew

Hungarian

Italian

Korean

Latin

Portuguese

Russian

Simplified Chinese

Spanish

Traditional Chinese

8‘aYour hands fashioned and made me 1altogether,

bAnd would You swallow me up?

9‘Remember now, that You have made me as aclay;

And would You bturn me into dust again?

10‘Did You not pour me out like milk

And curdle me like cheese,

Read in Logos

Footnotes

  1. 1Lit together round about

Cross references

  1. aJob 10:3; Ps 119:73
  2. bJob 9:22
  3. aJob 4:19; 33:6
  4. bJob 7:21

In other versions

ESVEnglish Standard Version

Your hands fashioned and made me,

and now you have destroyed me altogether.

Remember that you have made me like clay;

and will you return me to the dust?

Did you not pour me out like milk

and curdle me like cheese?

NIVNew International Version (2011)

“Your hands shaped me and made me.

Will you now turn and destroy me?

Remember that you molded me like clay.

Will you now turn me to dust again?

Did you not pour me out like milk

and curdle me like cheese,

CSBChristian Standard Bible

“Your hands shaped me and formed me.

Will you now turn and destroy me?

Please remember that you formed me like clay.

Will you now return me to dust?

Did you not pour me out like milk

and curdle me like cheese?

NLTNew Living Translation

“ ‘You formed me with your hands; you made me,

yet now you completely destroy me.

Remember that you made me from dust—

will you turn me back to dust so soon?

You guided my conception

and formed me in the womb.

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

Your hands fashioned me and made me altogether,

then you destroyed me.

Please remember that you made me like clay,

but you turn me into dust again?

Did you not pour me out like milk

and curdle me like cheese?

KJV 1900King James Version

Thine hands have made me and fashioned me

Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay;

And wilt thou bring me into dust again?

Hast thou not poured me out as milk,

And curdled me like cheese?