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You have grown cruel to me, and your strong hand torments me unmercifully. (Job 30, 21)
My skin has turned black on me, my bones are burnt with fever. (Job 30, 30)
My harp is tuned to dirges, my pipe to the voice of mourners. (Job 30, 31)
But surely he sees how I behave, does he not count all my steps? (Job 31, 4)
Let him weigh me on accurate scales: then he, God, will recognise my integrity! (Job 31, 6)
If my heart has been seduced by a woman, or if I have lurked at my neighbour's door, (Job 31, 9)
let my wife go and grind for someone else, let others have intercourse with her! (Job 31, 10)
a fire, indeed, burning all to Perdition, which would have devoured my whole revenue. (Job 31, 12)
Have I put my faith in gold, saying to fine gold, 'Ah, my security'? (Job 31, 24)
I, who would not allow my tongue to sin or to lay his life under a curse. (Job 31, 30)
Have I ever stood in fear of common gossip, or dreaded any family's contempt, and so kept quiet, not venturing out of doors? (Job 31, 34)
I shall wear it on my shoulder, and bind it round my head like a royal turban. (Job 31, 36)