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# Chapter 27
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1 And Job again took up his discourse, and said:
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2 “As God lives, who has taken away my right,
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and the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter,
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3 as long as my breath is in me,
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and the spirit of God is in my nostrils,
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4 my lips will not speak falsehood,
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and my tongue will not utter deceit.
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5 Far be it from me to say that you are right;
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till I die I will not put away my integrity from me.
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6 I hold fast my righteousness and will not let it go;
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my heart does not reproach me for any of my days.
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7 “Let my enemy be as the wicked,
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and let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous.
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8 For what is the hope of the godless when God cuts him off,
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when God takes away his life?
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9 Will God hear his cry
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when distress comes upon him?
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10 Will he take delight in the Almighty?
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Will he call upon God at all times?
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11 I will teach you concerning the hand of God;
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what is with the Almighty I will not conceal.
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12 Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves;
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why then have you become altogether vain?
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13 “This is the portion of a wicked man with God,
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and the heritage that oppressors receive from the Almighty:
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14 If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword,
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and his descendants have not enough bread.
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15 Those who survive him the pestilence buries,
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and his widows do not weep.
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16 Though he heap up silver like dust,
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and pile up clothing like clay,
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17 he may pile it up, but the righteous will wear it,
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and the innocent will divide the silver.
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18 He builds his house like a moth's,
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like a booth that a watchman makes.
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19 He goes to bed rich, but will do so no more;
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he opens his eyes, and his wealth is gone.
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20 Terrors overtake him like a flood;
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in the night a whirlwind carries him off.
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21 The east wind lifts him up and he is gone;
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it sweeps him out of his place.
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22 It hurls at him without pity;
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he flees from its power in headlong flight.
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23 It claps its hands at him
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and hisses at him from its place. |