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- Ten times now you have reproached me; shamelessly you attack me.
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- If indeed you would exalt yourselves above me and use my humiliation against me,
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- He has blocked my way so I cannot pass; he has shrouded my paths in darkness.
- He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.
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- I summon my servant, but he does not answer, though I beg him with my own mouth.
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- All my intimate friends detest me; those I love have turned against me.
- I am nothing but skin and bones; I have escaped with only the skin of my teeth.
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- "Have pity on me, my friends, have pity, for the hand of God has struck me.
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- "Oh, that my words were recorded, that they were written on a scroll,
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- I know that my Redeemer lives, and that in the end he will stand upon the earth.
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- And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God;
- I myself will see him with my own eyes--I, and not another. How my heart yearns within me!
- "If you say, 'How we will hound him, since the root of the trouble lies in him, '
- you should fear the sword yourselves; for wrath will bring punishment by the sword, and then you will know that there is judgment. "
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