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| [1]And Jehovah doth answer Job, and saith: -- |
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| [2]Is the striver with the Mighty instructed? The reprover of God, let him answer it. |
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| [3]And Job answereth Jehovah, and saith: -- |
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| [4]Lo, I have been vile, What do I return to Thee? My hand I have placed on my mouth. |
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| [5]Once I have spoken, and I answer not, And twice, and I add not. |
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| [6]And Jehovah answereth Job out of the whirlwind, and saith: -- |
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| [7]Gird, I pray thee, as a man, thy loins, I ask thee, and cause thou Me to know. |
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| [8]Dost thou also make void My judgment? Dost thou condemn Me, That thou mayest be righteous? |
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| [9]And an arm like God hast thou? And with a voice like Him dost thou thunder? |
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| [10]Put on, I pray thee, excellency and loftiness, Yea, honour and beauty put on. |
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| [11]Scatter abroad the wrath of thine anger, And see every proud one, and make him low. |
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| [12]See every proud one -- humble him, And tread down the wicked in their place. |
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| [13]Hide them in the dust together, Their faces bind in secret. |
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| [14]And even I -- I do praise thee, For thy right hand giveth salvation to thee. |
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| [15]Lo, I pray thee, Behemoth, that I made with thee: Grass as an ox he eateth. |
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| [16]Lo, I pray thee, his power [is] in his loins, And his strength in the muscles of his belly. |
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| [17]He doth bend his tail as a cedar, The sinews of his thighs are wrapped together, |
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| [18]His bones [are] tubes of brass, His bones [are] as a bar of iron. |
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| [19]He [is] a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword; |
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| [20]For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there. |
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| [21]Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire. |
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| [22]Cover him do shades, [with] their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook. |
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| [23]Lo, a flood oppresseth -- he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth. |
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| [24]Before his eyes doth [one] take him, With snares doth [one] pierce the nose? |
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