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long for!
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Even that it would please God to destroy 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 harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare;
for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
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What
is
my strength, that I should hope?
and what
is
mine end, that I should prolong my life?
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Is
my strength the strength of stones? or
is
my flesh of brass?
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Is
not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
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To him that is
afflicted pity
should be shewed
from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
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My
brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook,
and
as the stream of brooks they pass away;
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Which
are blackish by reason of the ice,
and
wherein the snow is hid:
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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 are turned
aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
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The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited
for them.
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They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.
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For now ye are no thing; ye see
my
casting down, and are afraid.
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Did I say, Bring unto me? or,
Give a reward for me of your substance?
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Or, Deliver me from the enemy’s hand? or, Redeem
me from the hand of the mighty?
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Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand
wherein I have erred.
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How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?
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Do
ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate,
which are
as wind?
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Yea,
ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig
a pit
for your friend.
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Now therefore be content, look
upon me; for
it is
evident unto you if I lie.
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Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return
again, my righteousness
is
in it.
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Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse
things?
CHAPTER 7
Is there
not an appointed time to man upon earth?
are not
his days also like the days of an hireling?
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As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for
the reward of
his work:
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So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
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When I
lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto
the dawning of the day.
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My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and
become loathsome.
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My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
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O
remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
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The eye of him that hath seen
me shall see me no
more:
thine eyes
are
upon me, and I
am
not.
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As
the cloud is consumed and
vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no
more.
10
He shall return no
more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
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Therefore I will not refrain my
mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12
Am
I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
13
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my
couch shall ease my complaint;
14
Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through
visions:
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So that my soul chooseth strangling,
and
death rather than my life.
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I loathe
it;
I would
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