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The Book of Job

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- Chapter 27 -

Job preserves his integrity

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And Job adds to lift up his allegory and says:
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“God lives! He turned aside my judgment, || And the Mighty—He made my soul bitter.
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For all the while my breath [is] in me, || And the wind of God in my nostrils.
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My lips do not speak perverseness, || And my tongue does not utter deceit.
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Defilement to me—if I justify you, || Until I expire I do not turn aside my integrity from me.
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On my righteousness I have laid hold, || And I do not let it go, || My heart does not reproach me while I live.
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My enemy is as the wicked, || And my withstander as the perverse.
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For what [is] the hope of the profane, || When He cuts off? When God casts off his soul?
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[Does] God hear his cry, || When distress comes on him?
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Does he delight himself on the Mighty? Call God at all times?
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I show you by the hand of God, || That which [is] with the Mighty I do not hide.
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Behold, you—all of you—have seen, || And why [is] this—you are altogether vain?
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This [is] the portion of wicked man with God, || And the inheritance of terrible ones || They receive from the Mighty.
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If his sons multiply—a sword [is] for them. And his offspring [are] not satisfied [with] bread.
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His remnant are buried in death, || And his widows do not weep.
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If he heaps up silver as dust, || And prepares clothing as clay,
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He prepares—and the righteous puts [it] on, || And the innocent apportions the silver.
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He has built his house as a moth, || And as a shelter a watchman has made.
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He lies down rich, and he is not gathered, || He has opened his eyes, and he is not.
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Terrors overtake him as waters, || By night a whirlwind has stolen him away.
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An east wind takes him up, and he goes, || And it frightens him from his place,
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And it casts at him, and does not spare, || He diligently flees from its hand.
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It claps its hands at him, || And it hisses at him from his place.”
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Job preserves his integrity

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Job again took up his parable, and said,
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“As God lives, who has taken away my right, the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter
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(for the length of my life is still in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils);
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surely my lips will not speak unrighteousness, neither will my tongue utter deceit.
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Far be it from me that I should justify you. Until I die I will not put away my integrity from me.
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I hold fast to my righteousness, and will not let it go. My heart will not reproach me so long as I live.
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“Let my enemy be as the wicked. Let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous.
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For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?
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Will God hear his cry when trouble comes on him?
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Will he delight himself in the Almighty, and call on God at all times?
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I will teach you about the hand of God. I will not conceal that which is with the Almighty.
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Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; why then have you become altogether vain?
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“This is the portion of a wicked man with God, the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty.
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If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword. His offspring will not be satisfied with bread.
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Those who remain of him will be buried in death. His widows will make no lamentation.
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Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare clothing as the clay;
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he may prepare it, but the just will put it on, and the innocent will divide the silver.
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He builds his house as the moth, as a booth which the watchman makes.
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He lies down rich, but he will not do so again. He opens his eyes, and he is not.
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Terrors overtake him like waters. A storm steals him away in the night.
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The east wind carries him away, and he departs. It sweeps him out of his place.
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For it hurls at him, and does not spare, as he flees away from his hand.
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Men will clap their hands at him, and will hiss him out of his place.
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