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With kings and counselors of the eretz, Who built up waste places for themselves;

Who long for death, but it doesn't come; Dig for it more than for hidden treasures,

For my sighing comes before I eat, My groanings are poured out like water.

For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.

The old lion perishes for lack of prey, The whelps of the lioness are scattered abroad.

For resentment kills the foolish man, And jealousy kills the simple.

Whose harvest the hungry eats up, And take it even out of the thorns; The snare gapes for their substance.

For affliction doesn't come forth from the dust, Neither does trouble spring out of the ground;

"But as for me, I would seek God, To God would I commit my cause;

For he wounds, and binds up; He injures, and his hands make whole.

For you shall be in league with the stones of the field. The animals of the field shall be at shalom with you.

Look this, we have searched it, so it is; Hear it, and know it for your good."

For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, Therefore have my words been rash.

For the arrows of Shaddai are within me, My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

"Oh that I might have my request; That God would grant the thing that I long for!

The caravans of Tema looked, The companies of Sheva waited for them.

For now you are nothing. You see a terror, and are afraid.

Did I say, 'Give to me?' Or, 'Offer a present for me from your substance?'

Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless, And make merchandise of your friend.

Now therefore be pleased to look at me, For surely I shall not lie to your face.