The Holy Bible: King James Version. 2000.
Job Complains of God’s Dealings |
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Then Job answered and said,
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I have heard many such things:
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miserable comforters are ye all. |
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Shall vain words have an end?
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Or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest? |
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I also could speak as ye do:
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if your soul were in my soul’s stead, |
I could heap up words against you, |
and shake mine head at you. |
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But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
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and the moving of my lips should assuage your grief. |
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Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged:
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and though I forbear, what am I eased? |
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But now he hath made me weary:
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thou hast made desolate all my company. |
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And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me:
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and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face. |
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He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me:
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he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; |
mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me. |
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They have gaped upon me with their mouth;
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they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; |
they have gathered themselves together against me. |
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God hath delivered me to the ungodly,
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and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. |
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I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder:
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he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, |
and set me up for his mark. |
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His archers compass me round about,
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he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; |
he poureth out my gall upon the ground. |
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He breaketh me with breach upon breach;
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he runneth upon me like a giant. |
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I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin,
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and defiled my horn in the dust. |
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My face is foul with weeping,
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and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
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not for any injustice in mine hands:
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O earth, cover not thou my blood,
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and let my cry have no place. |
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Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven,
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and my record is on high. |
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My friends scorn me:
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but mine eye poureth out tears unto God. |
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Oh that one might plead for a man with God,
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as a man pleadeth for his neighbor! |
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When a few years are come,
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then I shall go the way whence I shall not return. |
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