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- "For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; Therefore my words have been rash.
- "For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, Their poison my spirit drinks; The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
- "Does the wild donkey bray over his grass, Or does the ox low over his fodder?
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- "But it is still my consolation, And I rejoice in unsparing pain, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
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- "Is it that my help is not within me, And that deliverance is driven from me?
- "For the despairing man there should be kindness from his friend; So that he does not forsake the fear of the Almighty.
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- "Now please look at me, And see if I lie to your face.
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