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Job 29:4–6

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4Those were the best days of my life.

That’s when God’s friendship blessed my house.

5The Mighty One was still with me.

My children were all around me.

6The path in front of me was like sweet cream.

It was as if the rock poured out olive oil for me.

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ESVEnglish Standard Version

as I was in my prime,

when the friendship of God was upon my tent,

when the Almighty was yet with me,

when my children were all around me,

when my steps were washed with butter,

and the rock poured out for me streams of oil!

NIVNew International Version (2011)

Oh, for the days when I was in my prime,

when God’s intimate friendship blessed my house,

when the Almighty was still with me

and my children were around me,

when my path was drenched with cream

and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil.

CSBChristian Standard Bible

I would be as I was in the days of my youth

when God’s friendship rested on my tent,

when the Almighty was still with me

and my children were around me,

when my feet were bathed in curds

and the rock poured out streams of oil for me!

NLTNew Living Translation

When I was in my prime,

God’s friendship was felt in my home.

The Almighty was still with me,

and my children were around me.

My steps were awash in cream,

and the rocks gushed olive oil for me.

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

as when I was in the days of my prime,

when God’s confiding was over my house,

when Shaddai was still with me,

my children were all around me,

when my paths were washed in sour milk,

and the rock poured out streams of oil for me.

KJV 1900King James Version

As I was in the days of my youth,

When the secret of God was upon my tabernacle;

When the Almighty was yet with me,

When my children were about me;

When I washed my steps with butter,

And the rock poured me out rivers of oil;