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| [1]Then Job answered and said, |
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| [2]I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all. |
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| [3]Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest? |
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| [4]I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake my head at you. |
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| [5]But I would strengthen you with my mouth and the moving of my lips should assuage your grief. |
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| [6]Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased? |
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| [7]But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company. |
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| [8]And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face. |
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| [9]He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me. |
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| [10]They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves against me. |
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| [11]God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. |
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| [12]I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark. |
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| [13]His archers encompass me; he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. |
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| [14]He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant. |
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| [15]I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust. |
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| [16]My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids are the shades of death; |
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| [17]Not for any injustice in my hands: also my prayer is pure. |
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| [18]O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place. |
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| [19]Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high. |
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| [20]My friends scorn me: but my eye poureth out tears to God. |
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| [21]O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbor! |
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| [22]When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return. |
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