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15.16 :How much less one that is abominable and impure,
 * Man who drinketh iniquity like water!


 * I will tell thee, hear thou me;
 * And that which I have seen I will declare—
 * Which wise men have told
 * From their fathers, and have not hid it;
 * Unto whom alone the land was given,
 * And no stranger passed among them.
 * The wicked man travaileth with pain all his days,
 * Even the number of years that are laid up for the oppressor.
 * A sound of terrors is in his ears:
 * In prosperity the destroyer shall come upon him.
 * He believeth not that he shall return out of darkness,
 * And he is waited for of the sword.
 * He wandereth abroad for bread: 'Where is it?'
 * He knoweth that the day of darkness is ready at his hand.
 * Distress and anguish overwhelm him;
 * They prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.
 * Because he hath stretched out his hand against God,
 * And behaveth himself proudly against the Almighty;
 * He runneth upon him with a stiff neck,
 * With the thick bosses of his bucklers.
 * Because he hath covered his face with his fatness,
 * And made collops of fat on his loins;
 * And he hath dwelt in desolate cities,
 * In houses which no man would inhabit,
 * Which were ready to become heaps.
 * He shall not be rich, neither shall his substance continue,
 * Neither shall their produce bend to the earth.
 * He shall not depart out of darkness;
 * The flame shall dry up his branches,
 * And by the breath of His mouth shall he go away.
 * Let him not trust in vanity, deceiving himself;
 * For vanity shall be his recompense.
 * It shall be accomplished before his time,
 * And his branch shall not be leafy.
 * He shall shake off his unripe grape as the vine,
 * And shall cast off his flower as the olive.
 * For the company of the godless shall be desolate,
 * And fire shall consume the tents of bribery.
 * They conceive mischief, and bring forth iniquity,
 * And their belly prepareth deceit.


 * Then Job answered and said:
 * I have heard many such things;
 * Sorry comforters are ye all.
 * Shall windy words have an end?
 * Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
 * I also could speak as ye do;
 * If your soul were in my soul's stead,
 * I could join words together against you,
 * And shake my head at you.
 * I would strengthen you with my mouth,
 * And the moving of my lips would assuage your grief.


 * Though I speak, my pain is not assuaged;
 * And though I forbear, what am I eased?