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Book 18 : Job - Chapter 027

027:001
Moreover Job continued his parable, and said,

027:002
As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul;

027:003
All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;

027:004
My lips shall not speak wickedness, nor my tongue utter deceit.

027:005
God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me.

027:006
My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.

027:007
Let mine enemy be as the wicked, and he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous.

027:008
For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath gained, when God taketh away his soul?

027:009
Will God hear his cry when trouble cometh upon him?

027:010
Will he delight himself in the Almighty? will he always call upon God?

027:011
I will teach you by the hand of God: that which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.

027:012
Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; why then are ye thus altogether vain?

Continued...

027:013
This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the heritage of oppressors, which they shall receive of the Almighty.

027:014
If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword: and his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.

027:015
Those that remain of him shall be buried in death: and his widows shall not weep.

027:016
Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare raiment as the clay;

027:017
He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.

027:018
He buildeth his house as a moth, and as a booth that the keeper maketh.

027:019
The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he openeth his eyes, and he is not.

027:020
Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest stealeth him away in the night.

027:021
The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth: and as a storm hurleth him out of his place.

027:022
For God shall cast upon him, and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.

027:023
Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.

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