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Behold, he putteth no trust in his servants; And his angels he chargeth with folly:

I have seen the foolish taking root: But suddenly I cursed his habitation.

His children are far from safety, And they are crushed in the gate, Neither is there any to deliver them:

For he maketh sore, and bindeth up; He woundeth, and his hands make whole.

Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?

Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

To him that is ready to faint kindness should be showed from his friend; Even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.

Is there not a warfare to man upon earth? And are not his days like the days of a hireling?

As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow, And as a hireling that looketh for his wages:

He shall return no more to his house, Neither shall his place know him any more.

He shall lean upon his house, but it shall not stand: He shall hold fast thereby, but it shall not endure.

He is green before the sun, And his shoots go forth over his garden.

His roots are wrapped about the stone-heap, He beholdeth the place of stones.

If he be destroyed from his place, Then it shall deny him, saying, I have not seen thee.

Behold, this is the joy of his way; And out of the earth shall others spring.

Him that removeth the mountains, and they know it not, When he overturneth them in his anger;

God will not withdraw his anger; The helpers of Rahab do stoop under him.

There is no umpire betwixt us, That might lay his hand upon us both.

Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid:

But oh that God would speak, And open his lips against thee,