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Then responded Eliphaz the Temanite, and said:—
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If one attempt a word unto thee, wilt thou be impatient? But, to restrain speech, who, can endure?
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Lo! thou hast admonished many, and, slack hands, hast thou been wont to uphold:
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Him that was stumbling, have thy words raised up, and, sinking knees, hast thou strengthened.
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But, now, it cometh upon thee, and thou despairest, It smiteth even thee, and thou art dismayed.
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Is not, thy reverence, thy confidence? And is not, thy hope, the very integrity of thy ways?
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Remember, I pray thee, who, being innocent, hath perished, or when, the upright, have been cut off.
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So far as I have seen, They who plow for iniquity and sow misery, reap the same:
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By the blast of GOD, they perish, And, by the breath of his nostrils, are they consumed:
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[Notwithstanding] the roaring of the lion, and the noise of the howling lion, yet, the teeth of the fierce lions, are broken:
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The strong lion perishing for lack of prey, Even the whelps of the lioness, are scattered.
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But, unto me, something was brought by stealth,—and mine ear caught a whispering of the same:
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When there were thoughts, from visions of the night,—When deep sleep falleth upon men,
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Dread, came upon me, and trembling, The multitude of my bones, it put in dread:
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Then, a spirit, over my face, floated along, The hair of my flesh bristled-up:
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It stood still, but I could not distinguish its appearance, I looked, but there was no form before mine eyes,—A whispering voice, I heard:—
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Shall, mortal man, be more just than GOD? Or a man be more pure than, his Maker?
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Lo! in his own servants, he trusteth not, and, his own messengers, he chargeth with error:
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How much more the dwellers in houses of clay, which, in the dust, have their foundation, which are crushed sooner than a moth:
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Betwixt morning and evening, are they broken in pieces, With none to save, they utterly perish:
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Is not their tent-rope within them, torn away? They die, disrobed of wisdom!