My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
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It shall be accomplished before his time, And his branch shall not be green.
Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And though I forbear, what am I eased?
And thou hast laid fast hold on me, which' is a witness against me': And my leanness riseth up against me, It testifieth to my face.
I have heard many such things: Miserable comforters are ye all.
But' I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the solace of my lips would assuage your grief'.
He shall not be rich, neither shall his substance continue, Neither shall their possessions be extended on the earth.
My friends scoff at me: `But' mine eye poureth out tears unto God,
Let him not trust in vanity, deceiving himself; For vanity shall be his recompense.
But now he hath made me weary: Thou hast made desolate all my company.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
Behold, he putteth no trust in his holy ones; Yea, the heavens are not clean in his sight:
How much less one that is abominable and corrupt, A man that drinketh iniquity like water!
What is man, that he should be clean? And he that is born of a woman, that he should be righteous?
I will show thee, hear thou me; And that which I have seen I will declare:
What knowest thou, that we know not? What understandest thou, which is not in us?
That against God thou turnest thy spirit, And lettest words go out of thy mouth?
Are the consolations of God too small for thee, Even the word that is gentle toward thee?
Why doth thy heart carry thee away? And why do thine eyes flash,
With us are both the gray-headed and the very aged men, Much elder than thy father.
Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
What ye know, `the same' do I know also: I am not inferior unto you.
Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth; Thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.
He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
Behold now, I have set my cause in order; I know that I am righteous.
Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
But ye are forgers of lies; Ye are all physicians of no value.
Then call thou, and I will answer; Or let me speak, and answer thou me.
For thine iniquity teacheth thy mouth, And thou choosest the tongue of the crafty.
Will ye speak unrighteously for God, And talk deceitfully for him?