If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, `Thou art' my mother, and my sister;
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I have heard many such things: Miserable comforters are ye all.
He shall not depart out of darkness; The flame shall dry up his branches, And by the breath of `God's' mouth shall he go away.
He shall be rooted out of his tent where he trusteth; And he shall be brought to the king of terrors.
And he hath dwelt in desolate cities, In houses which no man inhabited, Which were ready to become heaps;
If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, And plead against me my reproach;
Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?
O earth, cover not thou my blood, And let my cry have no `resting' -place.
For the company of the godless shall be barren, And fire shall consume the tents of bribery.
I was at ease, and he brake me asunder; Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces: He hath also set me up for his mark.
Job 19
My friends scoff at me: `But' mine eye poureth out tears unto God,
It shall be accomplished before his time, And his branch shall not be green.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
Job 17
Job 18
He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
They conceive mischief, and bring forth iniquity, And their heart prepareth deceit.
For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
They change the night into day: The light, `say they', is near unto the darkness.
Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth: Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
Then Job answered and said,
Shall vain words have an end? Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
How long will ye hunt for words? Consider, and afterwards we will speak.
But as for you all, come on now again; And I shall not find a wise man among you.
It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.