2.8 KiB
Job's Reply to Bildad
Chapter 9
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Then Job answered:
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Yes, I know what you've said is true, but how can a person be justified before God?
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If one wanted to take him to court, he could not answer God once in a thousand times.
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God is wise and all-powerful. Who has opposed him and come out unharmed?
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He removes mountains without their knowledge, overturning them in his anger.
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He shakes the earth from its place so that its pillars tremble.
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He commands the sun not to shine and seals off the stars.
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He alone stretches out the heavens and treads on the waves of the sea.
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He makes the stars: the Bear, Orion, the Pleiades, and the constellations of the southern sky.
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He does great and unsearchable things, wonders without number.
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If he passed by me, I wouldn't see him; if he went by, I wouldn't recognize him.
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If he snatches something, who can stop him? Who can ask him, "What are you doing?"
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God does not hold back his anger; Rahab's assistants cringe in fear beneath him!
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How then can I answer him or choose my arguments against him?
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Even if I were in the right, I could not answer. I could only beg my Judge for mercy.
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If I summoned him and he answered me, I do not believe he would pay attention to what I said.
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He batters me with a whirlwind and multiplies my wounds without cause.
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He doesn't let me catch my breath but fills me with bitter experiences.
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If it is a matter of strength, look, he is the powerful one! If it is a matter of justice, who can summon him?
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Even if I were in the right, my own mouth would condemn me; if I were blameless, my mouth would declare me guilty.
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Though I am blameless, I no longer care about myself; I renounce my life.
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It is all the same. Therefore I say, "He destroys both the blameless and the wicked."
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When catastrophe brings sudden death, he mocks the despair of the innocent.
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The earth is handed over to the wicked; he blindfolds its judges. If it isn't he, then who is it?
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My days fly by faster than a runner; they flee without seeing any good.
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They sweep by like boats made of papyrus, like an eagle swooping down on its prey.
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If I said, "I will forget my complaint, change my expression, and smile,"
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I would still live in terror of all my pains. I know you will not acquit me.
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Since I will be found guilty, why should I struggle in vain?
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If I wash myself with snow, and cleanse my hands with lye,
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then you dip me in a pit of mud, and my own clothes despise me!
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For he is not a man like me, that I can answer him, that we can take each other to court.
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There is no mediator between us, to lay his hand on both of us.
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Let him take his rod away from me so his terror will no longer frighten me.
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Then I would speak and not fear him. But that is not the case; I am on my own.