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Wherefore doth a living man complain, a man for the punishment of his sins?
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Out of the mouth of the most High proceedeth not evil and good?
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Who is he that saith, and it cometh to pass, when the Lord commandeth it not?
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To subvert a man in his cause, the LORD approveth not.
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To turn aside the right of a man before the face of the most High,
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To crush under his feet all the prisoners of the earth.
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For he doth not afflict willingly nor grieve the children of men.
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But though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his mercies.
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For the LORD will not cast off for ever:
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He giveth his cheek to him that smiteth him: he is filled full with reproach.
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He putteth his mouth in the dust; if so be there may be hope.
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He sitteth alone and keepeth silence, because he hath borne it upon him.
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It is good for a man that he bear the yoke of his youth.
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It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD.
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The LORD is good unto them that wait for him, to the soul that seeketh him.
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The LORD is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.
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They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.
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It is of the LORD"s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
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This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.
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My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
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Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
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And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
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And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
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He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
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He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood.
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I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
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He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
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He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
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He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
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He was unto me as a bear lying in wait, and as a lion in secret places.
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