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1 | But Job answered and said, |
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2 | Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid
in the balances together! |
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3 | For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea:
therefore my words are swallowed up. |
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4 | For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison
whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set
themselves in array against me. |
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5 | Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox
over his fodder? |
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6 | Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there
any taste in the white of an egg? |
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7 | The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful
meat. |
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8 | Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me
the thing that I long for! |
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9 | Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let
loose his hand, and cut me off! |
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10 | Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in
sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words
of the Holy One. |
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11 | What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end,
that I should prolong my life? |
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12 | Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of
brass? |
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13 | Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me? |
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14 | To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his
friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty. |
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15 | My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the
stream of brooks they pass away; |
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16 | Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow
is hid: |
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17 | What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are
consumed out of their place. |
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18 | The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing,
and perish. |
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19 | The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for
them. |
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20 | They were confounded because they had hoped; they came
thither, and were ashamed. |
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21 | For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are
afraid. |
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22 | Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your
substance? |
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23 | Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the
hand of the mighty? |
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24 | Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to
understand wherein I have erred. |
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25 | How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing
reprove? |
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26 | Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that
is desperate, which are as wind? |
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27 | Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your
friend. |
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28 | Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto
you if I lie. |
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29 | Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again,
my righteousness is in it. |
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30 | Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern
perverse things? |
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