How much less man, that is a worm! And the son of man, that is a worm!
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Behold, even the moon hath no brightness, And the stars are not pure in his sight:
They are wet with the showers of the mountains, And embrace the rock for want of a shelter.
`God' giveth them to be in security, and they rest thereon; And his eyes are upon their ways.
My foot hath held fast to his steps; His way have I kept, and turned not aside.
For he performeth that which is appointed for me: And many such things are with him.
But he is in one `mind', and who can turn him? And what his soul desireth, even that he doeth.
They drive away the ass of the fatherless; They take the widow's ox for a pledge.
Then answered Bildad the Shuhite, and said,
Drought and heat consume the snow waters: So doth' Sheol those that' have sinned.
For the morning is to all of them as thick darkness; For they know the terrors of the thick darkness.
I have not gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have treasured up the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.
Why are times not laid up by the Almighty? And why do not they that know him see his days?
Job 24
`So that' they go about naked without clothing, And being hungry they carry the sheaves.
The eye also of the adulterer waiteth for the twilight, Saying, No eye shall see me: And he disguiseth his face.
Behold, as wild asses in the desert They go forth to their work, seeking diligently for food; The wilderness `yieldeth' them bread for their children.
There the upright might reason with him; So should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
Because I was not cut off before the darkness, Neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.
They lie all night naked without clothing, And have no covering in the cold.
On the left hand, when he doth work, but I cannot behold him; He hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him.
For God hath made my heart faint, And the Almighty hath terrified me;
In the dark they dig through houses: They shut themselves up in the day-time; They know not the light.
The murderer riseth with the light; He killeth the poor and needy; And in the night he is as a thief.
Behold, I go forward, but he is not `there'; And backward, but I cannot perceive him;
Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power? Nay; but he would give heed unto me.
They turn the needy out of the way: The poor of the earth all hide themselves.
They make oil within the walls of these men; They tread `their' winepresses, and suffer thirst.
He devoureth the barren that beareth not, And doeth not good to the widow.
Swiftly they `pass away' upon the face of the waters; Their portion is cursed in the earth: They turn not into the way of the vineyards.