Job 22:8 Cross References - Rotherham

⁸ A man of might, to him, pertaineth the land, and, the favorite, dwelleth therein:

¹¹ So the men of his city, the elders and the nobles who dwelt in his city, did just as Jezebel had sent unto them,––as it was written in the letters which she had sent unto them: ¹² they proclaimed a fast,––and caused Naboth to sit at the head of the people. ¹³ Then came in the two reckless men, and sat before him, and the men bare witness against him, even against Naboth, before the people, saying, Naboth hath reviled God and king! So they carried him forth, outside the city, and stoned him with stones, that he died. ¹⁴ Then sent they unto Jezebel, saying,––Naboth is stoned and is dead. ¹⁵ And it came to pass, when Jezebel heard that Naboth was stoned and was dead, that Jezebel said unto Ahab––Rise! take possession of the vineyard of Naboth the Jezreelite, which he refused to give thee for silver, for Naboth is not alive, but dead!

⁸ Even, for him, would ye be partial? Or, for GOD, would ye [so] plead?

⁷ When I went out to the gate unto the city, in the open place, made ready my seat, ⁸ Young men saw me, and hid themselves, and, the aged, arose––they stood; ⁹ Rulers, restrained speech, and, a hand, laid they on their mouth; ¹⁰ The voice of nobles, was hushed, and their tongue to their palate, did cleave; ¹¹ When, the ear, heard, then it pronounced me happy, When, the eye, saw, then it bare me witness; ¹² Because I used to deliver the oppressed who was crying out for aid, the fatherless also, and him that had no helper; ¹³ The blessing of him that was ready to perish, upon me was wont to descend, and, the heart of the widow, caused I to sing for joy; ¹⁴ Righteousness, I put on, and it clothed me, Like a robe and turban, was my, justice; ¹⁵ Eyes, became I to the, blind, and, feet to the lame, was, I! ¹⁶ A father, was, I, to the needy, and, as for the cause which I knew not, I used to search it out; ¹⁷ And I shivered the fangs of the perverse,––and, out of his teeth, I tare the prey.

³⁴ Then let me be made to tremble at a great throng, yea let, the contempt of families, terrify me, so that, keeping silence, I shall not go out of the door!

⁸ On every side, the lawless, march about,––when worthlessness is exalted by the sons of men.

³ Captain of fifty, and favourite; And counselor, and skilled artificer, And master of magical formulas;

¹⁵ The elder and favourite, he, is the head,––And, the prophet teaching falsehood, he, is the tail;

³ Of wickedness with both hands to make sure, the ruler, doth make demand––and the judge––for a recompense,––and, as for the great man, he, is putting into words the desire of his soul, So have they woven the net!