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And befooled secretly was my heart, so that my hand kissed my mouth,

Then let me be made to tremble at a great throng, yea let, the contempt of families, terrify me, so that, keeping silence, I shall not go out of the door!

So that his life maketh loathsome his food, and his soul, dainty meat;

It transformeth itself like the clay of a seal, so that things stand forth like one arrayed;

Canst thou send forth the lightnings, so that they go, and say to thee, Behold us?

Canst thou bind the wild-ox, so that - with the ridge - shall run his cord? Or will he harrow the furrows after thee?

Teaching my hands to war, - so that a bow of bronze was bent by mine arms.

Thou didst widen my stepping-places under me, so that, mine ankles, faltered not.

So that together have we been wont to find sweetness in counsel, In the house of God, used we to walk in the throng.

So that a son of earth may say - Surely there is fruit for the righteous man! Surely there are gods who judge in the earth!

Wherefore hast thou broken down its fences, So that all who pass along the way, pluck its fruit?

So that thou direct, unto wisdom, thine ear, bend thy heart, unto understanding;

A man to whom God giveth riches and gains and honour, so that nothing doth he lack for his soul - of all that he craveth, and yet God doth not give him power to eat thereof, but, a man unknown, eateth it, - this, was vanity, and, an incurable evil, it was.

Though a man should beget a hundred children, and live, many years, so that many should be the days of his years but, his own soul, should not be satisfied with the good, and he should not even have, a burial, I said, Better than he, is an untimely birth!

So that filled is their land with silver and gold, And there is no end to their treasures, - And filled is theft land with horses, And there is no end to their chariots;

For this cause, did the anger of Yahweh kindle upon his own people, And he stretched out his hand against them and smote them - So that the mountains, trembled, And, their dead bodies, served, for fuel in the midst of the streets. For all this, hath his anger, not turned back, But still, is his hand outstretched,

Turning aside from judgment, the poor, And robbing, of justice, the oppressed of my people, - So that, widows, become, their spoil, And of the fatherless, they make prey.

For this cause, are my loins filled with anguish, Pangs, have seized me, as the pangs of her that is giving birth, - I writhe so that I cannot hear, I tremble, so that I cannot see:

Yea he will break it - as the breaking of the pitcher of a potter, crushed, he will not spare; So that there shall not be found when it is smashed, A sherd wherewith to snatch fire from a hearth, Or to skim off water out of a cistern.

Do not ye dread, nor yet be alarmed, Have I not from olden time, told thee and declared? So that, ye, are my witnesses, - Whether there is a GOD besides me? Or is no Rock - I knew of none!