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Would you have me relish food unseasoned, lick my lips over the taste that brings death? (Job 6, 6)
can prevent, with a word, the sun’s rising, or imprison, under his royal seal, the very stars? (Job 9, 7)
Strange, that you alone should have the gift of reason; that when you die, wisdom must die too! (Job 12, 2)
The ruins he makes, none can rebuild, his imprisonment none can escape; (Job 12, 14)
exchange the king’s baldrick for the rope of a prisoner, (Job 12, 18)
To hold me so close a prisoner, watch me wherever I go, track my foot-prints, (Job 13, 27)
It is not in man to live a life all blameless; never son of woman yet found acquittal. (Job 15, 14)
The boldness of his own stride takes him prisoner; his own devices recoil against him; (Job 18, 7)
poisonous as the asp’s head or the viper’s tongue were those juices he sucked, (Job 20, 16)
It is not as if I bore a grudge against man; I have better reason than that to be indignant. (Job 21, 4)
Long they live, to see their posterity thrive about them, kinsmen and grandsons thronging all around. (Job 21, 8)
Spare me those thoughts I know already, those reasons that would crush me! (Job 21, 27)