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Job

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1 I made a covenant with mine eyes; why then should I think upon a maid? 2 For what por­tion of God is there from above? and what in­her­i­tance of the Almighty from on high? 3 Is not de­struc­tion to the wicked? and a strange punishment to the work­ers of in­iq­ui­ty? 4 Doth not he see my ways, and count all my steps? 5 If I have walked with van­i­ty, or if my foot hath hast­ed to de­ceit; 6 Let me be weighed in an even bal­ance, that God may know mine in­tegri­ty. 7 If my step hath turned out of the way, and mine heart walked af­ter mine eyes, and if any blot hath cleaved to mine hands; 8 Then let me sow, and let an­oth­er eat; yea, let my off­spring be root­ed out. 9 If mine heart have been de­ceived by a wom­an, or if I have laid wait at my neighbour's door; 10 Then let my wife grind unto an­oth­er, and let oth­ers bow down upon her. 11 For this is an heinous crime; yea, it is an in­iq­ui­ty ­to be pun­ished by the judges. 12 For it is a fire that con­sumeth to de­struc­tion, and would root out all mine in­crease. 13 If I did de­spise the cause of my manser­vant or of my maid­ser­vant, when they con­tend­ed with me; 14 What then shall I do when God riseth up? and when he vis­iteth, what shall I an­swer him? 15 Did not he that made me in the womb make him? and did not one fash­ion us in the womb? 16 If I have with­held the poor from their de­sire, or have caused the eyes of the wid­ow to fail; 17 Or have eat­en my morsel my­self alone, and the fa­ther­less hath not eat­en there­of; 18 (For from my youth he was brought up with me, as with a fa­ther, and I have guid­ed her from my mother's womb;) 19 If I have seen any per­ish for want of cloth­ing, or any poor with­out cov­er­ing; 20 If his loins have not blessed me, and if he were not warmed with the fleece of my sheep; 21 If I have lift­ed up my hand against the fa­ther­less, when I saw my help in the gate: 22 Then let mine arm fall from my shoul­der blade, and mine arm be bro­ken from the bone. 23 For de­struc­tion from God was a ter­ror to me, and by rea­son of his high­ness I could not en­dure. 24 If I have made gold my hope, or have said to the fine gold, Thou art my con­fi­dence; 25 If I re­joiced be­cause my wealth was great, and be­cause mine hand had got­ten much; 26 If I be­held the sun when it shined, or the moon walk­ing in bright­ness; 27 And my heart hath been se­cret­ly en­ticed, or my mouth hath kissed my hand: 28 This also were an in­iq­ui­ty ­to be pun­ished by the judge: for I should have de­nied the God that is above. 29 If I re­joiced at the de­struc­tion of him that hat­ed me, or lift­ed up my­self when evil found him: 30 Nei­ther have I suf­fered my mouth to sin by wish­ing a curse to his soul. 31 If the men of my taber­na­cle said not, Oh that we had of his flesh! we can­not be sat­is­fied. 32 The stranger did not lodge in the street: but I opened my doors to the trav­eller. 33 If I cov­ered my trans­gres­sions as Adam, by hid­ing mine in­iq­ui­ty in my bo­som: 34 Did I fear a great mul­ti­tude, or did the con­tempt of fam­i­lies ter­ri­fy me, that I kept si­lence, and went not out of the door? 35 Oh that one would hear me! be­hold, my de­sire is, that the Almighty would an­swer me, and that mine ad­ver­sary had writ­ten a book. 36 Sure­ly I would take it upon my shoul­der, and bind it as a crown to me. 37 I would de­clare unto him the num­ber of my steps; as a prince would I go near unto him. 38 If my land cry against me, or that the fur­rows like­wise there­of com­plain; 39 If I have eat­en the fruits there­of with­out mon­ey, or have caused the own­ers there­of to lose their life: 40 Let this­tles grow in­stead of wheat, and cock­le in­stead of bar­ley. The words of Job are end­ed.