17 it entwines its roots round a pile of rocks
    and looks for a place among the stones.
18 But when it is torn from its spot,
    that place disowns it and says, “I never saw you.”
19 Surely its life withers away,
    and[a] from the soil other plants grow.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 8:19 Or Surely all the joy it has / is that