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And I desire to reason with God.
ye are forgers of lies,
contend for God?
let me alone, that I may speak,
Hear diligently my speech,
many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my
est narrowly unto all my paths;
Man that is born of a woman
Is of few days, and full of trouble.
Seeing his days are determined, the number of his
months are with thee, Thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass; Turn from him, that he may rest, Till he shall accomplish, as an hireling, his day. For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that
it will sprout again, And that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, And the stock thereof die in the ground; Yet through the scent of water it will bud, And bring forth boughs like a plant. But man dieth, and wasteth away: Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he? As the waters fail from the sea, And the flood decayeth and drieth up: So man lieth down, and riseth not: Till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath
nor be raised out of their sleep. O that thou wouldest hide me in the
That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and re
member me! If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time will I wait, till
my change come. Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee: Thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands. For now thou numberest my steps: Dost thou not watch over my sin? My transgression is sealed up in a bag, And thou sewest up mine iniquity. And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought, And the rock is removed out of his place. The waters wear the stones: Thou washest away the things which grow out of
the dust of the earth; And thou destroyest the hope of man. Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth: Thou changest his countenance, and sendest him
away. His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not; And they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not
of them. But his flesh upon him shall have pain, And his soul within him shall mourn.
Then answered Eliphaz the Temanite, and said,
Should a wise man utter vain knowledge,