THE BOOK OF JOB --14
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JOB SPEAKS |
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Man born of woman is of few days, and full of trouble. |
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He comes forth like a flower, and withers; |
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he also flees as a shadow, and does not stand. |
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And You open Your eyes on such a one, |
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and bring me into judgment with You. |
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Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? No one! |
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For his days are fixed, the number of his months is with You, |
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and You have set his bounds so that he cannot pass; |
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look away from him, so that he may rest until he shall finish his day, as a hireling. |
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For there is hope of a tree, if it is cut down, that it will sprout again, and its tender branch will not cease. |
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Though its root becomes old in the earth, and its stump dies in the dust, |
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yet at the scent of water it will bud and bring forth branches like a plant. |
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But man dies and is cut off; and man expires, and where is he? |
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As the waters fail from the sea, and a river falls away and dries up, |
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so man lies down and does not rise. Till the heavens are no more, they shall not awake, nor be awakened out of their sleep. |
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Who will grant that You would hide me in the grave, that You would keep me secret, until Your wrath is past, |
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that You would set me a fixed time and remember me? |
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If a man die, shall he revive? All the days of my warfare I will wait, until my change comes. |
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You shall call, and I will answer You; You shall have a desire to the work of Your hands. |
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For now You number my steps; do You not watch over my sin? |
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My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and You cover over my iniquity. |
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And surely a falling mountain crumbles away, and the rock moves out of its place. |
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The waters wear away the stones; the outpouring of it washes the dust of the earth; and You cause the hope of man to perish. |
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You overpower him forever, and he passes; You change his face, and send him away. |
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His sons come to honor, and he knows it not; they fall, but he does not mark it. |
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But his flesh is pained within him; and his soul mourns over him. |
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