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1 MY soul is weary of my life; I have reasoned in my judgment; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. |
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2 I will say to God. Do not condemn me; show me why thou dost contend with me. |
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3 Is it not enough to thee that thou shouldst oppress, that thou shouldst despise the work of thy hands, and regard the counsel of the wicked? |
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4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? Or seest thou as a man sees? |
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5 Are thy days as the days of men? Are thy years as man's days? |
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6 That thou enquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sins? |
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7 Thou knowest that I am innocent; and there is none that can deliver himself out of thy hands. |
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8 Thy hands have made me and fashioned me: and afterward thou wishest to condemn me, and to destroy me. |
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9 Remember that thou hast made me as clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again? |
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10 Thou hast churned me as milk, and curdled me as cheese. |
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11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast strengthened me with bones and sinews. |
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12 Thou hast granted me life and peace, and thy commandments have preserved my spirit. |
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13 And these things hast thou hid in thy heart; I know that this is in thy mind. |
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14 if I sin, then thou dost watch me, and thou dost not acquit me from my iniquity. |
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15 If I be wicked, woe is me! and if I be righteous, still I cannot lift up my head. I have enough of reproach; I have seen my affliction. |
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16 And if I exalt myself, thou dost hunt me like a lion, and then thou dost turn and show thyself gigantic over me. |
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17 Thou hast set thy armor against me, and increasest thy indignation toward me. Thou dost array one host after another against me. |
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18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Would that I had died, and no eye had seen me! |
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19 I should have been as though I had not lived; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave. |
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20 The days of my life are few; let me alone, that I may be quiet and rest a little |
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21 Before I go from whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death. |
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22 A land of loneliness and deep darkness, and of the shadow of death, without any order or time; wearisome like a deep pit. |
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JobChapter 10 |
Книга ИоваГлава 10 |
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1 MY soul is weary of my life; I have reasoned in my judgment; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. |
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2 I will say to God. Do not condemn me; show me why thou dost contend with me. |
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3 Is it not enough to thee that thou shouldst oppress, that thou shouldst despise the work of thy hands, and regard the counsel of the wicked? |
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4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? Or seest thou as a man sees? |
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5 Are thy days as the days of men? Are thy years as man's days? |
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6 That thou enquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sins? |
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7 Thou knowest that I am innocent; and there is none that can deliver himself out of thy hands. |
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8 Thy hands have made me and fashioned me: and afterward thou wishest to condemn me, and to destroy me. |
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9 Remember that thou hast made me as clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again? |
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10 Thou hast churned me as milk, and curdled me as cheese. |
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11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast strengthened me with bones and sinews. |
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12 Thou hast granted me life and peace, and thy commandments have preserved my spirit. |
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13 And these things hast thou hid in thy heart; I know that this is in thy mind. |
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14 if I sin, then thou dost watch me, and thou dost not acquit me from my iniquity. |
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15 If I be wicked, woe is me! and if I be righteous, still I cannot lift up my head. I have enough of reproach; I have seen my affliction. |
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16 And if I exalt myself, thou dost hunt me like a lion, and then thou dost turn and show thyself gigantic over me. |
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17 Thou hast set thy armor against me, and increasest thy indignation toward me. Thou dost array one host after another against me. |
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18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Would that I had died, and no eye had seen me! |
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19 I should have been as though I had not lived; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave. |
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20 The days of my life are few; let me alone, that I may be quiet and rest a little |
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21 Before I go from whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death. |
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22 A land of loneliness and deep darkness, and of the shadow of death, without any order or time; wearisome like a deep pit. |
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