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fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData And Job answereth and saith: -- |
| 2 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters `are' ye all. |
| 3 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Is there an end to words of wind? Or what doth embolden thee that thou answerest? |
| 4 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData I also, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul's stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head. |
| 5 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing. |
| 6 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease -- what goeth from me? |
| 7 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company, |
| 8 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth. |
| 9 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me. |
| 10 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves. |
| 11 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over. |
| 12 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark. |
| 13 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall. |
| 14 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one. |
| 15 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn. |
| 16 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade. |
| 17 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer `is' pure. |
| 18 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry. |
| 19 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData Also, now, lo, in the heavens `is' my witness, And my testifier in the high places. |
| 20 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData My interpreter `is' my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped: |
| 21 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend. |
| 22 |
fjrigjwwe9r2Younhs_EN_Bible:TextData When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go. |
