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Rh :As they that went before are affrighted.
 * Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked,
 * And this is the place of him that knoweth not God.

Then Job answered and said:


 * How long will ye vex my soul,
 * And crush me with words?
 * These ten times have ye reproached me;
 * Ye are not ashamed that ye deal harshly with me.
 * And be it indeed that I have erred,
 * Mine error remaineth with myself.
 * If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me,
 * And plead against me my reproach;
 * Know now that God hath subverted my cause,
 * And hath compassed me with His net.
 * Behold, I cry out: 'Violence! ' but I am not heard;
 * I cry aloud, but there is no justice.
 * He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass,
 * And hath set darkness in my paths.
 * He hath stripped me of my glory,
 * And taken the crown from my head.
 * He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone;
 * And my hope hath He plucked up like a tree.
 * He hath also kindled His wrath against me,
 * And He counteth me unto Him as one of His adversaries.
 * His troops come on together,
 * And cast up their way against me,
 * And encamp round about my tent.
 * He hath put my brethren far from me,
 * And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
 * My kinsfolk have failed,
 * And my familiar friends have forgotten me.
 * They that dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger;
 * I am become an alien in their sight.
 * I call unto my servant, and he giveth me no answer,
 * Though I entreat him with my mouth.
 * My breath is abhorred of my wife,
 * And I am loathsome to the children of my tribe.
 * Even urchins despised me;
 * If I arise, they speak against me.
 * All my intimate friends abhor me;
 * And they whom I loved are turned against me.
 * My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh,
 * And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.


 * Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends;
 * For the hand of God hath touched me.
 * Why do ye persecute me as God,
 * And are not satisfied with my flesh?
 * Oh that my words were now written!
 * Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
 * That with an iron pen and lead
 * They were graven in the rock for ever!
 * But as for me, I know that my Redeemer liveth,
 * And that He will witness at the last upon the dust;
 * And when after my skin this is destroyed,
 * Then without my flesh shall I see God;
 * Whom I, even I, shall see for myself,
 * And mine eyes shall behold, and not another's.