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Then Job answered and said,
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Even to-day is my complaint rebellious: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
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Oh that I knew where I might find him! That I might come even to his seat!
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I would set my cause in order before him, And fill my mouth with arguments
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I would know the words which he would answer me, And understand what he would say unto me.
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Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power? Nay; but he would give heed unto me.
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There the upright might reason with him; So should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
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Behold, I go forward, but he is not [there]; And backward, but I cannot perceive him;
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On the left hand, when he doth work, but I cannot behold him; He hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him.
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But he knoweth the way that I take; When he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
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My foot hath held fast to his steps; His way have I kept, and turned not aside.