| Chapter 9 |
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And Job answereth and saith: -- --
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Truly I have known that [it is] so, And what -- is man righteous with God? --
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If he delight to strive with Him -- He doth not answer him one of a thousand. --
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Wise in heart and strong in power -- Who hath hardened toward Him and is at peace? --
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Who is removing mountains, And they have not known, Who hath overturned them in His anger. --
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Who is shaking earth from its place, And its pillars move themselves. --
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Who is speaking to the sun, and it riseth not, And the stars He sealeth up. --
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Stretching out the heavens by Himself, And treading on the heights of the sea, --
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Making Osh, Kesil, and Kimah, And the inner chambers of the south. --
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Doing great things till there is no searching, And wonderful, till there is no numbering. --
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Lo, He goeth over by me, and I see not, And He passeth on, and I attend not to it. --
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Lo, He snatches away, who bringeth it back? Who saith unto Him, 'What dost Thou?' --
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God doth not turn back His anger, Under Him bowed have proud helpers. --
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How much less do I -- I answer Him? Choose out my words with Him? --
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Whom, though I were righteous, I answer not, For my judgment I make supplication. --
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Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear [to] my voice. --
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Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought. --
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He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things. --
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If of power, lo, the Strong One; And if of judgment -- who doth convene me? --
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If I be righteous, Mine mouth doth declare me wicked, Perfect I am! -- it declareth me perverse. --
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Perfect I am! -- I know not my soul, I despise my life. --
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It is the same thing, therefore I said, 'The perfect and the wicked He is consuming.' --
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If a scourge doth put to death suddenly, At the trial of the innocent He laugheth. --
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Earth hath been given Into the hand of the wicked one. The face of its judges he covereth, If not -- where, who [is] he? --
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My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good, --
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They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food. --
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Though I say, 'I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!' --
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I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me. --
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I -- I am become wicked; why [is] this? [In] vain I labour. --
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If I have washed myself with snow-water, And purified with soap my hands, --
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Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me. --
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But if a man like myself -- I answer him, We come together into judgment. --
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If there were between us an umpire, He doth place his hand on us both. --
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He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid, --
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I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself. --
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