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He will yet make you laugh and call out with joy.

You know that I am not guilty, yet there is no one who can take me away from Your hand.

Yet You have hidden these things in Your heart. I know that this is in Your thoughts.

Even though He would kill me, yet I will trust in Him. I will argue my ways to His face.

Even after my skin is destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God.

Yet his food in his stomach is changed to the poison of snakes inside him.

Yet He filled their houses with good things. But the wisdom of the sinful is far from me.

Men from the city cry inside themselves. The souls of those who are hurt cry out. Yet God does not listen to their prayer.

"Yet does not one in a destroyed place put out his hand, and in his trouble cry out for help?

And he was angry at his three friends because they had found no answer, yet they had said that Job was wrong.

For God speaks once, or twice, and yet no one listens.

"Wait for me a little longer, and I will show you that there is yet more to be said for God.

Yet You are holy. The praises Israel gives You are Your throne.

They will come and tell about His saving power to a people yet to be born. For He has done it.

I have been young, and now I am old. Yet I have never seen the man who is right with God left alone, or his children begging for bread.

Why are you sad, O my soul? Why have you become troubled within me? Hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my help and my God.

Man with all his honor, yet without understanding, is like the animals that die.

What he says is smoother than butter, but war is in his heart. His words are softer than oil, yet they are raised swords.

Yet I am always with You. You hold me by my right hand.

So the children-to-come might know, even the children yet to be born. So they may rise up and tell it to their children.