50 lines
1.5 KiB
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50 lines
1.5 KiB
Markdown
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## Job Seeks Hope
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"My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; The grave is _ready_ for me.
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###### 2
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Surely mockers are with me, And my eye gazes on their provocation.
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###### 3
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"Establish, now, a pledge for me with Yourself; Who is there that will clap my hand _in pledge_?
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###### 4
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For You have hidden their heart from insight, Therefore You will not exalt _them_.
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###### 5
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He who informs against friends for a share _of the spoil_, The eyes of his children also will come to an end.
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###### 6
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"But He has made me a byword of the people, And I am one at whom men spit.
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###### 7
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My eye has also grown dim because of grief, And all my members are as a shadow.
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###### 8
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The upright will be appalled at this, And the innocent will stir up himself against the godless.
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###### 9
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Nevertheless the righteous will hold to his way, And he who has clean hands will grow mightier and mightier.
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###### 10
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But come again all of you now, For I do not find a wise man among you.
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###### 11
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My days are past; my plans are torn apart, _Even_ the wishes of my heart.
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###### 12
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They make night into day, _saying_, 'The light is near,' in the presence of darkness.
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###### 13
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If I hope for Sheol as my home, I make my bed in the darkness;
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###### 14
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If I call to the pit, 'You are my father'; To the worm, 'my mother and my sister';
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###### 15
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Where now is my hope? And who beholds my hope?
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Will it go down with me to Sheol? Shall we together go down into the dust?"
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