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And it came about, after he had said these words to Job, that the Lord said to Eliphaz the Temanite, I am very angry with you and your two friends, because you have not said what is right about me, as my servant Job has.

Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.

Have mercy on me, O Lord, and see how I am troubled by my haters; let me be lifted up from the doors of death;

And he who is against me may not say, I have overcome him; and those who are troubling me may not be glad when I am moved.

As for me, I will see your face in righteousness: when I am awake it will be joy enough for me to see your form.

He makes me free from my haters; I am lifted up over those who come up against me: you have made me free from the violent man.

Now am I certain that the Lord gives salvation to his king; he will give him an answer from his holy heaven with the strength of salvation in his right hand.

But I am a worm and not a man; cursed by men, and looked down on by the people.

I am laughed at by all those who see me: pushing out their lips and shaking their heads they say,

A great herd of oxen is round me: I am shut in by the strong oxen of Bashan.

I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.

Dogs have come round me: I am shut in by the band of evil-doers; they made wounds in my hands and feet.

I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:

Be my guide and teacher in the true way; for you are the God of my salvation; I am waiting for your word all the day.

Be turned to me, and have mercy on me; for I am troubled and have no helper.

O Lord, be my judge, for my behaviour has been upright: I have put my faith in the Lord, I am not in danger of slipping.

Give ear to the voice of my prayer, when I am crying to you, when my hands are lifted up to your holy place.

The Lord is my strength and my breastplate, my heart had faith in him and I am helped; for this cause my heart is full of rapture, and I will give him praise in my song.

I am full of hate for those who go after false gods; but my hope is in the Lord.

Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.