Job 30:27

²⁵ Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?

²⁶ When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.

My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.

²⁸ I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.

²⁹ I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.

Les gjerne versene rundt også, for sammenhengen gir ofte mer enn ett vers alene.

Sammenlign

ÅB: Mine innvoller koker og er ikke stille; trengsels dager er kommet over meg.
OTB: Mine indre organer er i opprør og er aldri stille;
lidelsens dager møter meg.
B1930: Mine innvoller koker og er ikke stille; trengsels dager er kommet over mig.

BSB: I am churning within and cannot rest; days of affliction confront me.
KJV: My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
WEB: My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
ASV: My heart is troubled, and resteth not; Days of affliction are come upon me.
DARBY: My bowels well up, and rest not; days of affliction have confronted me.
BLB: My bowels have boiled and they do not rest; days of affliction confront me.

Lamentations 2:11
Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.
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Jeremiah 31:20
Is Ephraim my dear son? is he a pleasant child? for since I spake against him, I do earnestly remember him still: therefore my bowels are troubled for him; I will surely have mercy upon him, saith the LORD.
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Lamentations 1:20
Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
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Psalms 22:4
Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
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Jeremiah 4:19
My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
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