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as waters wear away stones and floods wash away the soil, so you destroy the hope of man. (Job 14, 19)
He will no longer see the streams of oil, no rivers of honey and milk. (Job 20, 17)
He gives back the fruit of his toil: he could not swallow it. (Job 20, 18)
Like wild asses in the wasteland, they look for food; the poor toil in the night, there is no food for their children! (Job 24, 5)
when milk bathed my footsteps and olive oil flowed from the rock. (Job 29, 6)
My heart in turmoil is never at peace, for days of distress have come upon me... (Job 30, 27)
Smoke comes from his nostrils, like hot steam from a boiling pot. (Job 41, 12)
His evil intent recoils upon his head; his wicked design comes back in his face. (Psalms 7, 17)
"The poor are despoiled and the needy suffer, now I will save them," says the Lord. "I will give them security." (Psalms 12, 6)
far from my violent pursuers, from the onslaught of the wicked despoilers. (Psalms 17, 9)
You spread a table before me in the presence of my foes. You anoint my head with oil; my cup is overflowing. (Psalms 23, 5)
Humans are mere shadows that go about relentlessly. Being but a breath they toil and rake in wealth, not knowing who will take it next. (Psalms 39, 7)
