chapter_Job_20
Job 20:1: And Zophar the Naamathite answereth and saith: &#8212; Job 20:2: Therefore my thoughts cause me to answer, And because of my sensations in me. Job 20:3: The chastisement of my shame I hear, And the spirit of mine understanding Doth cause me to answer: Job 20:4: This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth? Job 20:5: That the singing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the profane for a moment, Job 20:6: Though his excellency go up to the heavens, And his head against a cloud he strike &#8212; Job 20:7: As his own dung for ever he doth perish, His beholders say: 'Where is he?' Job 20:8: As a dream he fleeth, and they find him not, And he is driven away as a vision of the night, Job 20:9: The eye hath not seen him, and addeth not. And not again doth his place behold him. Job 20:10: His sons do the poor oppress, And his hands give back his wealth. Job 20:11: His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down. Job 20:12: Though he doth sweeten evil in his mouth, Doth hide it under his tongue, Job 20:13: Hath pity on it, and doth not forsake it, And keep it back in the midst of his palate, Job 20:14: His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps is in his heart. Job 20:15: Wealth he hath swallowed, and doth vomit it. From his belly God driveth it out. Job 20:16: Gall of asps he sucketh, Slay him doth the tongue of a viper. Job 20:17: He looketh not on rivulets, Flowing of brooks of honey and butter. Job 20:18: He is giving back what he laboured for, And doth not consume it; As a bulwark is his exchange, and he exults not. Job 20:19: For he oppressed &#8212; he forsook the poor, A house he hath taken violently away, And he doth not build it. Job 20:20: For he hath not known ease in his belly. With his desirable thing he delivereth not himself. Job 20:21: There is not a remnant to his food, Therefore his good doth not stay. Job 20:22: In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him. Job 20:23: It cometh to pass, at the filling of his belly, He sendeth forth against him The fierceness of His anger, Yea, He raineth on him in his eating. Job 20:24: He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass. Job 20:25: One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him are terrors. Job 20:26: All darkness is hid for his treasures, Consume him doth a fire not blown, Broken is the remnant in his tent. Job 20:27: Reveal do the heavens his iniquity, And earth is raising itself against him. Job 20:28: Remove doth the increase of his house, Poured forth in a day of His anger. Job 20:29: This is the portion of a wicked man from God. And an inheritance appointed him by God.
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