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Moreover Job continued his parable, and said,
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As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment;
And the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul;
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All the while my breath is in me,
And the spirit of God is in my nostrils;
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My lips shall not speak wickedness,
Nor my tongue utter deceit.
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God forbid that I should justify you:
Till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me.
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My righteousness I hold fast,
And will not let it go:
My heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.
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Let mine enemy be as the wicked,
And he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous.
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For what is the hope of the hypocrite,
Though he hath gained,
When God taketh away his soul?
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Will God hear his cry when trouble cometh upon him?
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Will he delight himself in the Almighty?
Will he always call upon God?
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I will teach you by the hand of God:
That which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.
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Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it;
Why then are ye thus altogether vain?
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This is the portion of a wicked man with God,
And the heritage of oppressors,
Which they shall receive of the Almighty.
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If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword:
And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.
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Those that remain of him shall be buried in death:
And his widows shall not weep.
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Though he heap up silver as the dust,
And prepare raiment as the clay;
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He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on,
And the innocent shall divide the silver.
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He buildeth his house as a moth,
And as a booth that the keeper maketh.
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The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered:
He openeth his eyes, and he is not.
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Terrors take hold on him as waters,
A tempest stealeth him away in the night.
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The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth:
And as a storm hurleth him out of his place.
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For God shall cast upon him, and not spare:
He would fain flee out of his hand.
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Men shall clap their hands at him,
And shall hiss him out of his place.
