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What my soul refuseth to touch, that is as my loathsome food.

He that is ready to stumble with the foot is a lamp despised in the thought of him that is at ease.

Doth not the ear try words, as the palate tasteth food?

And thou puttest my feet in the stocks, and markest all my paths; thou settest a bound about the soles of my feet; --

For he hath covered his face with his fatness, and gathered fat upon his flanks.

For he is sent into the net by his own feet, and he walketh on the meshes;

His food is turned in his bowels; it is the gall of asps within him.

All darkness is laid up for his treasures: a fire not blown shall devour him; it shall feed upon what is left in his tent.

His sides are full of fat, and the marrow of his bones is moistened;

Lo, as wild asses in the desert, they go forth to their work, seeking early for the prey: the wilderness yieldeth them food for their children.

He openeth a shaft far from the inhabitants of the earth: forgotten of the foot, they hang suspended; away below men they hover.

I was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame;

They gather the salt-wort among the bushes, and the roots of the broom for their food.

At my right hand rise the young brood; they push away my feet, and raise up against me their pernicious ways;

If I have walked with falsehood, and my foot hath hasted to deceit,

And his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty food;

For the ear trieth words, as the palate tasteth food.

For with them he judgeth the peoples; he giveth food in abundance.

And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may trample them.

For the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play.