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Then Job answered and said

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Oh that my vexation were but weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances altogether

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For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore are my words broken

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For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof my spirit drinketh up; the terrors of G-d do set themselves in array against me

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Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder

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Can that which hath no savour be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the juice of mallows

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My soul refuseth to touch them; they are as the sickness of my flesh

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Oh that I might have my request, and that G-d would grant me the thing that I long for

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Even that it would please G-d to crush me; that He would let loose His hand, and cut me off

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Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would exult in pain, though He spare not; for I have not denied the words of the Holy One

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What is my strength, that I should wait? and what is mine end, that I should be patient

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Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass

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Is it that I have no help in me, and that sound wisdom is driven quite from me

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To him that is ready to faint kindness is due from his friend, even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty

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My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that overflow

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Which are black by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow hideth itself

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What time they wax warm, they vanish, when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place

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The paths of their way do wind, they go up into the waste, and are lost

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The caravans of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them-

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They were ashamed because they had hoped; they came thither, and were confounded

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For now ye are become His; ye see a terror, and are afraid

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Did I say: 'Give unto me'? or: 'Offer a present for me of your substance'

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or: 'Deliver me from the adversary's hand'? or: 'Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors'

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Teach me, and I will hold my peace; and cause me to understand wherein I have erred

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How forcible are words of uprightness! But what doth your arguing argue

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Do ye hold words to be an argument, but the speeches of one that is desperate to be wind

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Yea, ye would cast lots upon the fatherless, and dig a pit for your friend

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Now therefore be pleased to look upon me; for surely I shall not lie to your face

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Return, I pray you, let there be no injustice; yea, return again, my cause is righteous

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Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern crafty devices