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Though your beginning was small, Yet your latter end would greatly increase.

While it is yet in its greenness, not cut down, It withers before any other reed.

Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer. I would make supplication to my judge.

If I had called, and he had answered me, Yet would I not believe that he listened to my voice.

Yet you will plunge me in the ditch. My own clothes shall abhor me.

'Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether; Yet you destroy me.

Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you:

Yet through the scent of water it will bud, And put forth boughs like a plant.

Yet shall the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.

Yet he shall perish forever like his own dung, Those who have seen him shall say, 'Where is he?'

Yet his food in his bowels is turned. It is cobra venom within him.

Yet shall he be borne to the grave, Men shall keep watch over the tomb.

Yet he filled their houses with good things, But the counsel of the wicked is far from me.

From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, Yet God doesn't regard the folly.

Yet God preserves the mighty by his power. He rises up who has no assurance of life.

They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, And are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.

When the Almighty was yet with me, And my children were around me;

Also his wrath was kindled against his three friends, because they had found no answer, and yet had condemned Job.

"Yet I have set my king on my holy hill of Zion."

For yet a little while, and the wicked will be no more. Yes, though you look for his place, he isn't there.