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God » Hand of » Upon men for chastisement and punishment
And he said unto her, As one of the base women speaketh, speakest thou? Blessing, shall we accept from God, and, misfortune, shall we not accept? In all this, Job sinned not with his lips.
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Then was the hand of Yahweh heavy against them of Ashdod, and he astounded them, - and smote with tumours Ashdod and her bounds.
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Now, therefore, lo! the hand of the Lord is upon thee, and thou shalt be blind, not seeing the sun, until a fitting time. And, instantly, there fell upon him a mist and darkness; and, going about, he was seeking such as might lead him by the hand.
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For, day and night, heavy upon me, was thy hand, - Changed was my life-sap into the drought of summer. Selah.
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And the Egyptians shall know that I, am Yahweh, when I have stretched forth my hand over Egypt, - and brought forth the sons of Israel out of their midst.
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Yea, even the hand of Yahweh was against them, to destroy them out of the midst of the camp, - until they were consumed.
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would ye, therefore, tarry until they were grown? would ye, therefore, shut yourselves up from having husbands? Nay! my daughters, for it is far more bitter for me than for you, that forth hath gone against me, the hand of Yahweh.
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Pity me! pity me! ye, my friends, for, the hand of GOD, hath stricken me!
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Job » Faith strained but victorious
How long will ye grieve my soul? or crush me with words? These ten times, have ye reviled me, Shameless ye wrong me. And even if indeed I have erred, with myself lodgeth mine error. read more.
If indeed, against me, ye must needs magnify yourselves, and plead, against me, my reproach. Know, then, that, God, hath overthrown me, and, within his net, enclosed me. Lo! I cry - out: Violence! but receive no answer, I cry aloud, but there is no vindication; My way, hath he walled up, that I cannot pass, and, upon my paths, hath he made darkness rest; My glory - from off me, hath he stripped, and hath removed the crown of my head; He hath ruined me on every side, and I am gone, and he hath taken away - like a tree - my hope; Yea he hath kindled against me his anger, and accounted me towards him like unto his adversaries; Together, enter his troops and have cast up, against me, their mound, and have encamped all around my tent; My Brethren - from beside me, hath he moved far away, and, mine acquaintance, are wholly estranged from me; Failed me, have my near of kin, and, mine intimate acquaintances, have forgotten me; Ye guests of my house and my maidens, A stranger, have ye accounted me, An alien, have I become in their eyes; To mine own servant, I called, and he would not answer, With mine own mouth, I kept entreating him; My breath, is strange to my wife, and I am loathsome to the sons of my own mother; Even young children, despise me, I rise up, and they speak against me; All the men of mine intimate circle abhor me, and, these whom I loved, have turned against me; Unto my skin and unto my flesh, have my bones cleaved, and I have escaped with the akin of my teeth. Pity me! pity me! ye, my friends, for, the hand of GOD, hath stricken me! Wherefore should ye persecute me as GOD? and, with my flesh, should not he satisfied? Oh, then, that my words, could be written, Oh that, in a record, they could be inscribed: That, with a stylus of iron and with lead, for all time - in the rock, they could be graven! But, I, know that, my redeemer, liveth, and, as the Last over my dust, will he arise; And, though, after my skin is struck off, this followeth , yet, apart from my flesh, shall I see GOD: Whom, I myself, shall see, on my side, and, mine own eyes, shall have looked upon, and not those of a stranger. Exhausted are my deepest desires in my bosom!
If indeed, against me, ye must needs magnify yourselves, and plead, against me, my reproach. Know, then, that, God, hath overthrown me, and, within his net, enclosed me. Lo! I cry - out: Violence! but receive no answer, I cry aloud, but there is no vindication; My way, hath he walled up, that I cannot pass, and, upon my paths, hath he made darkness rest; My glory - from off me, hath he stripped, and hath removed the crown of my head; He hath ruined me on every side, and I am gone, and he hath taken away - like a tree - my hope; Yea he hath kindled against me his anger, and accounted me towards him like unto his adversaries; Together, enter his troops and have cast up, against me, their mound, and have encamped all around my tent; My Brethren - from beside me, hath he moved far away, and, mine acquaintance, are wholly estranged from me; Failed me, have my near of kin, and, mine intimate acquaintances, have forgotten me; Ye guests of my house and my maidens, A stranger, have ye accounted me, An alien, have I become in their eyes; To mine own servant, I called, and he would not answer, With mine own mouth, I kept entreating him; My breath, is strange to my wife, and I am loathsome to the sons of my own mother; Even young children, despise me, I rise up, and they speak against me; All the men of mine intimate circle abhor me, and, these whom I loved, have turned against me; Unto my skin and unto my flesh, have my bones cleaved, and I have escaped with the akin of my teeth. Pity me! pity me! ye, my friends, for, the hand of GOD, hath stricken me! Wherefore should ye persecute me as GOD? and, with my flesh, should not he satisfied? Oh, then, that my words, could be written, Oh that, in a record, they could be inscribed: That, with a stylus of iron and with lead, for all time - in the rock, they could be graven! But, I, know that, my redeemer, liveth, and, as the Last over my dust, will he arise; And, though, after my skin is struck off, this followeth , yet, apart from my flesh, shall I see GOD: Whom, I myself, shall see, on my side, and, mine own eyes, shall have looked upon, and not those of a stranger. Exhausted are my deepest desires in my bosom!