test_ulb/18-JOB/09.usfm

 
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\v 1 Then Job answered and said,
\q
\v 2 "I truly know that this is so.
\q But how can a person be in the right with God?
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\v 3 If he wants to argue with God,
\q he cannot answer him once in a thousand times.
 
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\v 4 God is wise in heart and mighty in strength;
\q who has ever hardened himself against him and succeeded?—
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\v 5 he who removes the mountains without warning anyone
\q when he overturns them in his anger—
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\v 6 he who shakes the earth out of its place
\q and sets its supports trembling.
 
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\v 7 It is the same God who tells the sun not to rise, and it does not, 
\q and who covers up the stars,
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\v 8 who by himself stretches out the heavens
\q and who tramples down and subdues the waves of the sea,
\q
\v 9 who makes the Bear, Orion, the Pleiades,
\q and the constellations of the south.
 
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\v 10 It is the same God who does great things, incomprehensible things—
\q indeed, marvelous things without number.
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\v 11 See, he goes by me, and I do not see him;
\q he passes on also, but I do not perceive him.
\q
\v 12 If he catches a victim, who can stop him?
\q Who can say to him, 'What are you doing?'
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\v 13 God will not withdraw his anger;
\q the helpers of Rahab bow beneath him.
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\v 14 How much less could I answer him,
\q could I choose words to reason with him?
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\v 15 Even if I were righteous, I could not answer him;
\q I could only plead for mercy with my judge.
 
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\v 16 Even if I called and he answered me,
\q I would not believe that he was listening to my voice.
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\v 17 For he breaks me with a tempest
\q and multiplies my wounds without cause.
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\v 18 He does not even allow me to catch my breath;
\q instead, he fills me with bitterness.
 
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\v 19 If we speak of strength, why, he is mighty!
\q And if we speak of justice? 'Who,' he says, 'will question me?'
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\v 20 Even if I were righteous, my own mouth would condemn me;
\q even if I were perfect, it would still prove me guilty.
 
 
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\v 21 I am perfect, but I do not care any more about myself;
\q I despise my own life.
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\v 22 It makes no difference, which is why I say
\q that he destroys perfect people and wicked people together.
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\v 23 If a plague should suddenly kill, 
\q he would laugh at the afflictions of innocent people.
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\v 24 The earth is given into the hand of wicked people;
\q God covers the faces of its judges.
\q If it is not he who does it, then who is it?
\b
 
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\v 25 My days are swifter than a running messenger;
\q my days flee away; they see no good anywhere.
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\v 26 They are as fast as papyrus reed boats,
\q and as fast as the eagle that swoops down on its victim.
 
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\v 27 If I said that I would forget about my complaints,
\q that I would take off my sad face and be happy,
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\v 28 I would be afraid of all my sorrows
\q because I know that you will not consider me innocent.
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\v 29 I will be condemned;
\q why, then, should I try in vain?
 
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\v 30 If I washed myself with snow water
\q and made my hands ever so clean,
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\v 31 God would plunge me in a ditch,
\q and my own clothes would be disgusted with me.
 
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\v 32 For God is not a man, as I am, that I could answer him,
\q that we could come together in court.
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\v 33 There is no judge between us
\q who might lay his hand upon us both.
 
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\v 34 There is no other judge who could take God's rod off me,
\q who could keep his terror from frightening me.
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\v 35 Then would I speak up and not fear him.
\q But as things are now, I cannot do that.