78 lines
2.1 KiB
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78 lines
2.1 KiB
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## Job Places His Hand over His Mouth
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Then Yahweh answered Job and said,
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###### 2
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"Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who reproves God answer it."
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###### 3
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Then Job answered Yahweh and said,
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"Behold, I am insignificant; what can I respond to You? I place my hand over my mouth.
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###### 5
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Once I have spoken, and I will not answer; Even twice, and I will add nothing more."
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## Yahweh Will Ask Job
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Then Yahweh answered Job out of the whirlwind and said,
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"Now gird up your loins like a man; I will ask you, and you make Me know.
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Will you really annul My judgment? Will you condemn Me that you may be justified?
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Or do you have an arm like God, And can you thunder with a voice like His?
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###### 10
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"Adorn yourself with exaltation and loftiness, And clothe yourself with splendor and majesty.
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###### 11
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Pour out the overflowings of your anger, And look on everyone who is proud, and make him low.
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###### 12
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Look on everyone who is proud, _and_ humble him, And tread down the wicked in their place.
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###### 13
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Hide them in the dust together; Bind their faces in the hidden _place_.
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###### 14
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Then I will also praise you, That your own right hand can save you.
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## Behold the Behemoth
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"Behold now, Behemoth, which I made along with you; It eats grass like an ox.
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Behold now, its power in its loins And its vigor in the muscles of its belly.
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It hangs its tail like a cedar; The sinews of its thighs are knit together.
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Its bones are tubes of bronze; Its limbs are like bars of iron.
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"It is the first of the ways of God; Let its Maker bring near its sword.
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Surely the mountains bring it food, And all the beasts of the field play there.
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###### 21
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Under the lotus plants it lies down, In the hidden place of the reeds and the marsh.
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The lotus plants cover it with shade; The willows of the brook surround it.
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###### 23
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If a river oppresses, it is not alarmed; It is secure, though the Jordan bursts forth to its mouth.
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Can anyone capture it before its eyes, With snares can anyone pierce _its_ nose?
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