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Yet he will not stretch out [his] hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.

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

For God speaketh once, yes twice, [yet man] perceiveth it not.

Although thou sayest thou shalt not see him, [yet] judgment [is] before him; therefore trust thou in him.

But now, because [it is] not [so], he hath visited in his anger; yet he knoweth [it] not in great extremity:

Suffer me a little, and I will show thee that [I have] yet to speak on God's behalf.

Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.

For yet a little while, and the wicked [shall] not [be]: yes, thou shalt diligently consider his place, and it [shall] not [be].

I have been young, and [now] am old; yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

Yet he passed away, and lo, he [was] not: yes, I sought him, but he could not be found.

But I [am] poor and needy; [yet] the Lord thinketh upon me: thou [art] my help and my deliverer; make no delay, O my God.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and [why] art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him [for] the help of his countenance.

[Yet] the LORD will command his loving-kindness in the day-time, and in the night his song [shall be] with me, [and] my prayer to the God of my life.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, [who is] the health of my countenance, and my God.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, [who] is the health of my countenance, and my God.

All this is come upon us; yet we have not forgotten thee, neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant.

This their way [is] their folly: yet their posterity approve their sayings. Selah.

[The words] of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war [was] in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet [were] they drawn swords.

Though ye have lain among the pots, [yet shall ye be as] the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold.

But I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more.