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The increase of his house shall depart; `His goods' shall flow away in the day of his wrath.

Lo, their prosperity is not in their hand: The counsel of the wicked is far from me.

Though wickedness be sweet in his mouth, Though he hide it under his tongue,

Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: They that have seen him shall say, Where is he?

His children shall seek the favor of the poor, And his hands shall give back his wealth.

He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found: Yea, he shall be chased away as a vision of the night.

The eye which saw him shall see him no more; Neither shall his place any more behold him.

Yet his food in his bowels is turned, It is the gall of asps within him.

He hath swallowed down riches, and he shall vomit them up again; God will cast them out of his belly.

Though he spare it, and will not let it go, But keep it still within his mouth;

His bones are full of his youth, But it shall lie down with him in the dust.

Though his height mount up to the heavens, And his head reach unto the clouds;

I have heard the reproof which putteth me to shame; And the spirit of my understanding answereth me.

Knowest thou `not' this of old time, Since man was placed upon earth,

Job 20

That the triumphing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the godless but for a moment?

If ye say, How we will persecute him! And that the root of the matter is found in me;

That with an iron pen and lead They were graven in the rock for ever!

Be ye afraid of the sword: For wrath `bringeth' the punishments of the sword, That ye may know there is a judgment.

Whom I, even I, shall see, on my side, And mine eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.

But as for me I know that my Redeemer liveth, And at last he will stand up upon the earth:

And after my skin, even' this body', is destroyed, Then without my flesh shall I see God;

Therefore do my thoughts give answer to me, Even by reason of my haste that is in me.

Then answered Zophar the Naamathite, and said,

There shall dwell in his tent that which is none of his: Brimstone shall be scattered upon his habitation.

Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, And shall chase him at his heels.

Job 19

Why do ye persecute me as God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?

How long will ye vex my soul, And break me in pieces with words?

His roots shall be dried up beneath, And above shall his branch be cut off.