Eliphaz: Job has sinned
							
																								
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									And Eliphaz the Temanite answers and says:
								
							 
																								
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									“Has one tried a word with you? You are weary! And who is able to keep in words?
								
							 
																								
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									Behold, you have instructed many, || And feeble hands you make strong.
								
							 
																								
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									Your words raise up the stumbling one, || And you strengthen bowing knees.
								
							 
																								
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									But now, it comes to you, || And you are weary; It strikes to you, and you are troubled.
								
							 
																								
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									Is your reverence not your confidence? Your hope—the perfection of your ways?
								
							 
																								
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									Now remember, || Who, being innocent, has perished? And where have the upright been cut off?
								
							 
																								
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									As I have seen—plowers of iniquity, || And sowers of misery, reap it!
								
							 
																								
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									From the breath of God they perish, || And from the spirit of His anger [are] consumed.
								
							 
																								
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									The roaring of a lion, || And the voice of a fierce lion, || And teeth of young lions have been broken.
								
							 
																								
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									An old lion is perishing without prey, || And the whelps of the lioness separate.
								
							 
																								
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									And a thing is secretly brought to me, || And my ear receives a little of it.
								
							 
																								
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									In thoughts from visions of the night, || In the falling of deep sleep on men,
								
							 
																								
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									Fear has met me, and trembling, || And the multitude of my bones caused to fear.
								
							 
																								
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									And a spirit passes before my face, || The hair of my flesh stands up;
								
							 
																								
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									It stands, and I do not discern its aspect, || A likeness [is] before my eyes, || Silence! And I hear a voice:
								
							 
																								
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									Is mortal man more righteous than God? Is a man cleaner than his Maker?
								
							 
																								
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									Behold, He puts no credence in His servants, || Nor sets praise in His messengers.
								
							 
																								
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									Also—the inhabitants of houses of clay || (Whose foundation [is] in the dust, || They bruise them before a moth).
								
							 
																								
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									From morning to evening are beaten down, || Without any regarding, they perish forever.
								
							 
																								
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									Has their excellence not been removed with them? They die, and not in wisdom!”
								
							 
																						
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