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| 1 And Job answereth and saith: |
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| 2 O that my provocation were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity in balances They would lift up together! |
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| 3 For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash. |
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| 4 For arrows of the Mighty [are] with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves [for] me! |
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| 5 Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass Loweth an ox over his provender |
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| 6 Eaten is an insipid thing without salt Is there sense in the drivel of dreams |
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| 7 My soul is refusing to touch! They [are] as my sickening food. |
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| 8 O that my request may come, That God may grant my hope! |
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| 9 That God would please and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off! |
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| 10 And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain He doth not spare,) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One. |
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| 11 What [is] my power that I should hope And what mine end That I should prolong my life |
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| 12 Is my strength the strength of stones Is my flesh brazen |
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| 13 Is not my help with me, And substance driven from me |
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| 14 To a despiser of his friends [is] shame, And the fear of the Mighty he forsaketh. |
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| 15 My brethren have deceived as a brook, As a stream of brooks they pass away. |
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| 16 That are black because of ice, By them doth snow hide itself. |
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| 17 By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place. |
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| 18 Turn aside do the paths of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost. |
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| 19 Passengers of Tema looked expectingly, Travellers of Sheba hoped for them. |
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| 20 They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded. |
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| 21 Surely now ye have become the same! Ye see a downfall, and are afraid. |
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| 22 Is it because I said, Give to me And, By your power bribe for me |
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| 23 And, Deliver me from the hand of an adversary And, From the hand of terrible ones ransom me |
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| 24 Shew me, and I I keep silent, And what I have erred, let me understand. |
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| 25 How powerful have been upright sayings, And what doth reproof from you reprove |
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| 26 For reproof do you reckon words And for wind sayings of the desperate. |
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| 27 Anger on the fatherless ye cause to fall, And are strange to your friend. |
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| 28 And, now, please, look upon me, Even to your face do I lie |
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| 29 Turn back, I pray you, let it not be perverseness, Yea, turn back again my righteousness [is] in it. |
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| 30 Is there in my tongue perverseness Discerneth not my palate desirable things |
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