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Then Job answered and said, -
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Of a truth I know that it is so: But how can man be just with God? -
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If he be pleased to contend with him, He cannot answer him one of a thousand. -
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[He is] wise in heart, and mighty in strength: Who hath hardened himself against him, and prospered?- -
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[Him] that removeth the mountains, and they know it not, When he overturneth them in his anger; -
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That shaketh the earth out of its place, And the pillars thereof tremble; -
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That commandeth the sun, and it riseth not, And sealeth up the stars; -
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That alone stretcheth out the heavens, And treadeth upon the waves of the sea; -
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That maketh the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades, And the chambers of the south; -
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That doeth great things past finding out, Yea, marvellous things without number. -
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Lo, he goeth by me, and I see him not: He passeth on also, but I perceive him not. -
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Behold, he seizeth [the prey], who can hinder him? Who will say unto him, What doest thou? -
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God will not withdraw his anger; The helpers of Rahab do stoop under him. -
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How much less shall I answer him, And choose out my words [to reason] with him? -
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Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer; I would make supplication to my judge. -
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If I had called, and he had answered me, Yet would I not believe that he hearkened unto my voice. -
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For he breaketh me with a tempest, And multiplieth my wounds without cause. -
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He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness. -
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If [we speak] of strength, lo, [he is] mighty! And if of justice, Who, [saith he], will summon me? -
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Though I be righteous, mine own mouth shall condemn me: Though I be perfect, it shall prove me perverse. -
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I am perfect; I regard not myself; I despise my life. -
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It is all one; therefore I say, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked. -
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If the scourge slay suddenly, He will mock at the trial of the innocent. -
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The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He covereth the faces of the judges thereof: If [it be] not [he], who then is it? -
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Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good, -
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They are passed away as the swift ships; As the eagle that swoopeth on the prey. -
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If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer; -
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I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent. -
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I shall be condemned; Why then do I labor in vain? -
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If I wash myself with snow water, And make my hands never so clean; -
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Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me. -
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For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, That we should come together in judgment. -
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There is no umpire betwixt us, That might lay his hand upon us both. -
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Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid: -
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Then would I speak, and not fear him; For I am not so in myself. -
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