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\v 1 Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said,
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\q
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\v 2 If anyone tries to speak with you, will you be grieved?
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\q But who can stop himself from speaking?
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\q
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\v 3 See, you have instructed many;
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\q you have strengthened weak hands.
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\q
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\v 4 Your words have supported him who was falling,
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\q you have made feeble knees firm.
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\q
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\v 5 But now trouble has come to you, and you faint;
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\q it touches you, and you are troubled.
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\q
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\v 6 Should not your fear of God give you confidence?
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\q Should not the integrity of your ways give you hope?
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\v 7 Think about this, I beg you: who has ever perished when innocent?
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\q Or when was the upright person ever cut off?
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\v 8 Based on what I have observed, those who plow iniquity
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\q and sow trouble reap the same.
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\q
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\v 9 By the breath of God they perish;
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\q by the blast of his anger they are consumed.
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\v 10 The roaring of the lion, the voice of the fierce lion,
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\q the teeth of the young lions—they are broken.
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\v 11 The old lion perishes for lack of victims;
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\q the cubs of the lioness are scattered everywhere.
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\b
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\v 12 Now a certain matter was secretly brought to me;
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\q my ear received a whisper about it.
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\q
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\v 13 In thoughts from visions in the night,
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\q when deep sleep falls on people.
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\v 14 Fear and trembling came on me,
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\q and made all my bones shake.
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\v 15 Then a spirit passed before my face;
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\q the hair of my flesh stood up.
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\v 16 The spirit stood still, but I could not discern its appearance.
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\q A form was before my eyes;
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\q there was silence, and I heard a voice that said,
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\v 17 "Can a mortal man be more righteous than God?
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\q Can a man be more pure than his Maker?
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\v 18 See, if God puts no trust in his servants;
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\q if he accuses his angels of folly,
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\v 19 how much more is this true of those who live in houses of clay,
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\q whose foundation is in the dust,
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\q who are crushed sooner than a moth?
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\q
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\v 20 Between morning and evening they are destroyed;
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\q they perish forever without anyone noticing them.
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\v 21 Are not their tent cords plucked up among them?
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\q They die; they die without wisdom.
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