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Chapter
27

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Moreover Job continued his parable, and said,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Will God hear his cry when trouble cometh upon him?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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