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[1]But Job answered, and said, |
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[2]I have oft times heard such things: miserable comforters are ye all. |
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[3]Shall there be none end of words of wind? Or what maketh thee bold so to answer? |
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[4]I could also speak as ye do: (but would God your soul were in my soul's stead) I could keep you company in speaking, and could shake mine head at you, |
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[5]But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the comfort of my lips should assuage your sorrow. |
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[6]Though I speak, my sorrow cannot be assuaged: though I cease, what release have I? |
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[7]But now he maketh me weary: O God, thou hast made all my congregation desolate, |
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[8]And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witness thereof, and my leanness riseth up in me, testifying the same in my face. |
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[9]His wrath hath torn me, and he hateth me, and gnasheth upon me with his teeth: mine enemy hath sharpened his eyes against me. |
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[10]They have opened their mouths upon me, and smitten me on the cheek in reproach; they gather themselves together against me. |
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[11]God hath delivered me to the unjust, and hath made me to turn out of the way by the hands of the wicked. |
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[12]I was in wealth, but he hath brought me to naught: he hath taken me by the neck, and beaten me, and set me as a mark for himself. |
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[13]His archers compass me round about: he cutteth my reins, and doth not spare, and poureth my gall upon the ground. |
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[14]He hath broken me with one breaking upon another, and runneth upon me like a giant. |
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[15]I have sowed a sackcloth upon my skin, and have abased mine horn unto the dust. |
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[16]My face is withered with weeping, and the shadow of death is upon mine eyes, |
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[17]Though there be no wickedness in mine hands, and my prayer be pure. |
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[18]O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my crying find no place. |
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[19]For lo, now my witness is in the heaven, and my record is on high. |
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[20]My friends speak eloquently against me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God. |
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[21]Oh that a man might plead with God, as man with his neighbor! |
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[22]For the years accounted come, and I shall go the way, whence I shall not return. |
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