8And he took a potsherd and scraped the corrupt matter, sitting on a dunghill.
8And he took a potsherd and scraped the corrupt matter, sitting on a dunghill.
5 gut put forth thy hand, and touch his bone and his flesh, and then thou shalt gee that he will bless thee to thy face.
6 And the Lord said to Satan: Behold be is in thy hand, but yet save his life.
7 So Satan went forth from the presence Of the Lord, and struck Job with a very grievous ulcer, from the sole of the foot even to the top of his head:
8 And he took a potsherd and scraped the corrupt matter, sitting on a dunghill.
9 And his wife said to him: Dost thou still continue in thy simplicity? bless God and die.
10 And he said to her: Thou hast; spoken like one of the foolish women: if we have received good things at the hand of God, why should we not receive evil? In all these things Job did not sin with his lips.
2:8And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself withal; and he sat down among the ashes.
2:8Then Job took a piece of broken pottery and scraped himself with it as he sat among the ashes.
2:8And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself therewith; and he sat among the ashes.
2:8And he took a potsherd to scrape himself with; and he sat among the ashes.
2:8And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself withal; and he sat among the ashes.
2:8And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself with it; and he sat down among the ashes.
2:8He took for himself a potsherd to scrape himself with, and he sat among the ashes.
2:8And he taketh to him a potsherd to scrape himself with it, and he is sitting in the midst of the ashes.
2:8And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself with; and he sat down among the ashes.