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Moreover Job continued his parable, and said,
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As El 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 Eloah is in my nostrils;
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My lips shall not speak wickedness, nor my tongue utter deceit.
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Elohim 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 Eloah taketh away his soul?
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Will El hear his cry when trouble cometh upon him?
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Will he delight himself in the Almighty? will he always call upon Eloah?
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I will teach you by the hand of El: 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 El, 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 Elohim 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.