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His magnificent counsels none may fathom, none reckon up his marvellous deeds. (Job 5, 9)
Listen while I refute you; mark well what are my pleadings. (Job 13, 6)
So free from care my life was, and now, suddenly as though a wild beast had fastened on me, dashed me to the ground, he has broken that life to pieces. I am a mark for his archery, (Job 16, 13)
his arrows are all about me; still they pierce me to the marrow, drain my life,✻ (Job 16, 14)
unmarked by human eyes, lost to the scenes he knew! (Job 20, 9)
Mark my complaint well, and you shall be astonished, hold your breath✻ in amazement, (Job 21, 5)
well covered with flesh, his bones full of marrow; (Job 21, 24)
Here are men that alter their neighbour’s landmark, drive stolen cattle to pasture, (Job 24, 2)
Now God has made me a mark for his archery, now he has put a bit in my mouth; (Job 30, 11)
Did I threaten the friendless, whenever I could secure judgement against them in the market-place? (Job 31, 21)
Look heavenward, mark how the skies tower above thee, and read thy lesson there. (Job 35, 5)
See, then, how all Job’s utterance misses the mark; glib words with no tincture of knowledge! (Job 35, 16)