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| 4:1 | 
                                 
                                    Then answered Eliphaz the Temanite, and said,
                                 
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| 4:2 | 
                                 
                                    If one assay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?
                                 
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| 4:3 | 
                                 
                                    Behold, thou hast instructed many, And thou hast strengthened the weak hands.
                                 
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| 4:4 | 
                                 
                                    Thy words have upholden him that was falling, And thou hast made firm the feeble knees.
                                 
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| 4:5 | 
                                 
                                    But now it is come unto thee, and thou faintest; It toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.
                                 
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| 4:6 | 
                                 
                                    Is not thy fear [of God] thy confidence, [And] the integrity of thy ways thy hope?
                                 
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| 4:7 | 
                                 
                                    Remember, I pray thee, who [ever] perished, being innocent? Or where were the upright cut off?
                                 
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| 4:8 | 
                                 
                                    According as I have seen, they that plow iniquity, And sow trouble, reap the same.
                                 
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| 4:9 | 
                                 
                                    By the breath of God they perish, And by the blast of his anger are they consumed.
                                 
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| 4:10 | 
                                 
                                    The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, And the teeth of the young lions, are broken.
                                 
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| 4:11 | 
                                 
                                    The old lion perisheth for lack of prey, And the whelps of the lioness are scattered abroad.
                                 
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| 4:12 | 
                                 
                                    Now a thing was secretly brought to me, And mine ear received a whisper thereof.
                                 
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| 4:13 | 
                                 
                                    In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men,
                                 
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| 4:14 | 
                                 
                                    Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake.
                                 
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| 4:15 | 
                                 
                                    Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up.
                                 
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| 4:16 | 
                                 
                                    It stood still, but I could not discern the appearance thereof; A form was before mine eyes: [There was] silence, and I heard a voice, [saying],
                                 
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| 4:17 | 
                                 
                                    Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?
                                 
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| 4:18 | 
                                 
                                    Behold, he putteth no trust in his servants; And his angels he chargeth with folly:
                                 
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| 4:19 | 
                                 
                                    How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
                                 
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| 4:20 | 
                                 
                                    Betwixt morning and evening they are destroyed: They perish for ever without any regarding it.
                                 
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| 4:21 | 
                                 
                                    Is not their tent-cord plucked up within them? They die, and that without wisdom.
                                 
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