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וַיַּ֥עַן אִיּ֗וֹב וַיֹּאמַֽר׃
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א
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1
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Then Job answered and said:
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שָׁמַ֣עְתִּי כְאֵ֣לֶּה רַבּ֑וֹת מְנַחֲמֵ֖י עָמָ֣ל כֻּלְּכֶֽם׃
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ב
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2
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I have heard many such things; sorry comforters are ye all.
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הֲקֵ֥ץ לְדִבְרֵי־ר֑וּחַ א֥וֹ מַה־יַּ֝מְרִֽיצְךָ֗ כִּ֣י תַעֲנֶֽה׃
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ג
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3
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Shall windy words have an end? Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
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גַּ֤ם ׀ אָנֹכִי֮ כָּכֶ֪ם אֲדַ֫בֵּ֥רָה ל֤וּ־יֵ֪שׁ נַפְשְׁכֶ֡ם תַּ֤חַת נַפְשִׁ֗י אַחְבִּ֣ירָה עֲלֵיכֶ֣ם בְּמִלִּ֑ים וְאָנִ֥יעָה עֲ֝לֵיכֶ֗ם בְּמ֣וֹ רֹאשִֽׁי׃
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ד
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4
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I also could speak as ye do; {N} if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you, {N} and shake my head at you.
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אֲאַמִּצְכֶ֥ם בְּמוֹ־פִ֑י וְנִ֖יד שְׂפָתַ֣י יַחְשֹֽׂךְ׃
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ה
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5
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I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would assuage your grief.
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אִֽם־אֲ֭דַבְּרָה לֹא־יֵחָשֵׂ֣ךְ כְּאֵבִ֑י וְ֝אַחְדְּלָ֗ה מַה־מִנִּ֥י יַהֲלֹֽךְ׃
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ו
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6
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Though I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and though I forbear, what am I eased?
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אַךְ־עַתָּ֥ה הֶלְאָ֑נִי הֲ֝שִׁמּ֗וֹתָ כָּל־עֲדָתִֽי׃
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ז
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7
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But now He hath made me weary; Thou hast made desolate all my company.
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וַֽ֭תִּקְמְטֵנִי לְעֵ֣ד הָיָ֑ה וַיָּ֥קָם בִּ֥י כַ֝חֲשִׁ֗י בְּפָנַ֥י יַעֲנֶֽה׃
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ח
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8
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And Thou hast shrivelled me up, which is a witness against me; and my leanness riseth up against me, it testifieth to my face.
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אַפּ֤וֹ טָרַ֨ף ׀ וַֽיִּשְׂטְמֵ֗נִי חָרַ֣ק עָלַ֣י בְּשִׁנָּ֑יו צָרִ֓י ׀ יִלְט֖וֹשׁ עֵינָ֣יו לִֽי׃
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ט
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9
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He hath torn me in His wrath, and hated me; He hath gnashed upon me with His teeth; mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
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פָּעֲר֬וּ עָלַ֨י ׀ בְּפִיהֶ֗ם בְּ֭חֶרְפָּה הִכּ֣וּ לְחָיָ֑י יַ֝֗חַד עָלַ֥י יִתְמַלָּאֽוּן׃
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י
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10
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They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek scornfully; they gather themselves together against me.
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יַסְגִּירֵ֣נִי אֵ֭ל אֶ֣ל עֲוִ֑יל וְעַל־יְדֵ֖י רְשָׁעִ֣ים יִרְטֵֽנִי׃
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יא
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11
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God delivereth me to the ungodly, and casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
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שָׁ֘לֵ֤ו הָיִ֨יתִי ׀ וַֽיְפַרְפְּרֵ֗נִי וְאָחַ֣ז בְּ֭עָרְפִּי וַֽיְפַצְפְּצֵ֑נִי וַיְקִימֵ֥נִי ל֝֗וֹ לְמַטָּרָֽה׃
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יב
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12
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I was at ease, and He broke me asunder; yea, He hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces; {N} He hath also set me up for His mark.
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יָ֘סֹ֤בּוּ עָלַ֨י ׀ רַבָּ֗יו יְפַלַּ֣ח כִּ֭לְיוֹתַי וְלֹ֣א יַחְמ֑וֹל יִשְׁפֹּ֥ךְ לָ֝אָ֗רֶץ מְרֵרָֽתִי׃
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יג
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13
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His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; {N} He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
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יִפְרְצֵ֣נִי פֶ֭רֶץ עַל־פְּנֵי־פָ֑רֶץ יָרֻ֖ץ עָלַ֣י כְּגִבּֽוֹר׃
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יד
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14
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He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
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שַׂ֣ק תָּ֭פַרְתִּי עֲלֵ֣י גִלְדִּ֑י וְעֹלַ֖לְתִּי בֶעָפָ֣ר קַרְנִֽי׃
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יה
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15
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I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and have laid my horn in the dust.
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פָּנַ֣י חֳ֭מַרְמְרוּ חמרמרה מִנִּי־בֶ֑כִי וְעַ֖ל עַפְעַפַּ֣י צַלְמָֽוֶת׃
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יו
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16
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My face is reddened with weeping, and on my eyelids is great darkness;
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עַ֭ל לֹא־חָמָ֣ס בְּכַפָּ֑י וּֽתְפִלָּתִ֥י זַכָּֽה׃
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יז
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17
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Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
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אֶ֭רֶץ אַל־תְּכַסִּ֣י דָמִ֑י וְֽאַל־יְהִ֥י מָ֝ק֗וֹם לְזַעֲקָתִֽי׃
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יח
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18
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O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no resting-place.
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גַּם־עַ֭תָּה הִנֵּה־בַשָּׁמַ֣יִם עֵדִ֑י וְ֝שָׂהֲדִ֗י בַּמְּרוֹמִֽים׃
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יט
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19
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Even now, behold, my Witness is in heaven, and He that testifieth of me is on high.
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מְלִיצַ֥י רֵעָ֑י אֶל־אֱ֝ל֗וֹהַ דָּלְפָ֥ה עֵינִֽי׃
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כ
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20
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Mine inward thoughts are my intercessors, mine eye poureth out tears unto God;
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וְיוֹכַ֣ח לְגֶ֣בֶר עִם־אֱל֑וֹהַּ וּֽבֶן־אָדָ֥ם לְרֵעֵֽהוּ׃
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כא
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21
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That He would set aright a man contending with God, as a son of man setteth aright his neighbour!
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כִּֽי־שְׁנ֣וֹת מִסְפָּ֣ר יֶאֱתָ֑יוּ וְאֹ֖רַח לֹא־אָשׁ֣וּב אֶהֱלֹֽךְ׃
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כב
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22
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For the years that are few are coming on, and I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
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עַל־כֵּ֝֗ן לֹ֣א תְרֹמֵֽם׃