The book of Job . son nor nephew among his people, THE BOOK OF JOB. 67 Nor any remaining in his dwellings. They that come after him shall be astonicd at his day, As they that went before were affrighted. Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked, And this is the place of him that knoweth not God. Then JOB answered and said, How long will ye vex my break me in pieces with words ?These ten times have ye reproached me :Ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to be it indeed that I have error remaineth with indeed ye will magnify yourselves against
The book of Job . son nor nephew among his people, THE BOOK OF JOB. 67 Nor any remaining in his dwellings. They that come after him shall be astonicd at his day, As they that went before were affrighted. Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked, And this is the place of him that knoweth not God. Then JOB answered and said, How long will ye vex my break me in pieces with words ?These ten times have ye reproached me :Ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to be it indeed that I have error remaineth with indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me_,And plead against me my reproach :Know now that God hath overthrown me,And hath compassed me with his , I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard :I cry aloud, but there is no hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass,And he hath set darkness in mv path^.He hath stripped me of my taken the crown from my hath destroyed me on c\ cry side, and I am gone : 68 THE BOOK Ol- m::: And mine hope hath he removed like a tree. He hath also kindled his wrath against me, And he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies. His troops come together, And raise up their way against me, And encamp round about my tabernacle. He hath put my brethren far from me. And mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me. My kinsfolk have failed, And my familiar friends ha\-e forgotten nie. They that dwell in mine house, And my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight. THE BOOK OF JOB. 69 I called my servant, and he gave me no answer ; I intreated him with my month. My breath is strange to my wife, Though I intreated for the childrens sake of mine own body. Yea, young children despised me ; I arose, and they spake against me. All my inward friends abhorred me : And they whom I loved are turned against me. My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth. Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O )c my frie
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