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Job - ch 9 v 21 - 35
- Perfect I am! -- I know not my soul, I despise my life.
- It is the same thing, therefore I said, `The perfect and the wicked He is consuming.'
- If a scourge doth put to death suddenly, At the trial of the innocent He laugheth.
- Earth hath been given Into the hand of the wicked one. The face of its judges he covereth, If not -- where, who `is' he?
- My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,
- They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food.
- Though I say, `I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!'
- I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me.
- I -- I am become wicked; why `is' this? `In' vain I labour.
- If I have washed myself with snow-water, And purified with soap my hands,
- Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.
- But if a man like myself -- I answer him, We come together into judgment.
- If there were between us an umpire, He doth place his hand on us both.
- He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid,
- I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself.
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