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