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My flesh is clothed with particles of rottenness and filth; my skin is dried up and tightened. (Job 7, 5)
Neither will the sight of man gaze upon me; your eyes are upon me, and I will not endure. (Job 7, 8)
Just as a cloud is consumed and passes away, so he who descends to hell will not ascend. (Job 7, 9)
And because of this, I will not restrain my mouth. I will speak in the affliction of my spirit. I will converse from the bitterness of my soul. (Job 7, 11)
If I say, “My bed will comfort me, and I will find rest, speaking with myself on my blanket,” (Job 7, 13)
so that, because of these things, my soul would choose hanging, and my bones, death. (Job 7, 15)
I despair; by no means will I live any longer. Spare me, for my days are nothing. (Job 7, 16)
You visit him at dawn, and you test him unexpectedly. (Job 7, 18)
How long will you not spare me, nor release me to ingest my saliva? (Job 7, 19)
But Baldad the Suhite, responding, said: (Job 8, 1)
Does God supplant judgment, or does the Almighty subvert that which is just? (Job 8, 3)
even so, you should arise early to God, so as to beseech the Almighty. (Job 8, 5)