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Job - ch 6 v 1 - 20
- And Job answereth and saith: --
- O that my provocation were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity in balances They would lift up together!
- For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.
- For arrows of the Mighty `are' with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves `for' me!
- Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass? Loweth an ox over his provender?
- Eaten is an insipid thing without salt? Is there sense in the drivel of dreams?
- My soul is refusing to touch! They `are' as my sickening food.
- O that my request may come, That God may grant my hope!
- That God would please -- and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!
- And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain -- He doth not spare,) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
- What `is' my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?
- Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh brazen?
- Is not my help with me, And substance driven from me?
- To a despiser of his friends `is' shame, And the fear of the Mighty he forsaketh.
- My brethren have deceived as a brook, As a stream of brooks they pass away.
- That are black because of ice, By them doth snow hide itself.
- By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.
- Turn aside do the paths of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost.
- Passengers of Tema looked expectingly, Travellers of Sheba hoped for them.
- They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded.
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