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JOB

And sendeth waters upon the fields;
11So that He setteth up on high those that are low,
And those that mourn are exalted to safety.
12He frustrateth the devices of the crafty,
So that their hands can perform nothing substantial.
13He taketh the wise in their own craftiness;
And the counsel of the wily is carried headlong.
14They meet with darkness in the day-time,
And grope at noonday as in the night. 15But He saveth from the sword of their mouth,
Even the needy from the hand of the mighty.
16So the poor hath hope,
And iniquity stoppeth her mouth.
 
17Behold, happy is the man whom God correcteth;
Therefore despise not thou the chastening of the Almighty.
18For He maketh sore, and bindeth up;
He woundeth, and His hands make whole.
19He will deliver thee in six troubles;
Yea, in seven there shall no evil touch thee.
20In famine He will redeem thee from death;
And in war from the power of the sword.
21Thou shalt be hid from the scourge of the tongue;
Neither shalt thou be afraid of destruction when it cometh.
22At destruction and famine thou shalt laugh;
Neither shalt thou be afraid of the beasts of the earth.
23For thou shalt be in league with the stones of the field;
And the beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee.
24And thou shalt know that thy tent is in peace;
And thou shalt visit thy habitation, and shalt miss nothing.
25Thou shalt know also that thy seed shall be great,
And thine offspring as the grass of the earth.
26Thou shalt come to thy grave in a ripe age,
Like as a shock of corn cometh in in its season.
27Lo this, we have searched it,
So it is; hear it, and know thou it for thy good.


6 Then Job answered and said:

2Oh that my vexation were but weighed,
And my calamity laid in the balances altogether!
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; t
Herefore are my words broken.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me,
The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up;
The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
5Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass?
Or loweth the ox over his fodder?
6Can that which hath no savour be eaten without salt?
Or is there any taste in the juice of mallows?
7My soul refuseth to touch them;
They are as the sickness of my flesh.
 
8Oh that I might have my request,
And that God would grant me the thing that I long for!

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