and ye have forgotten the exhortation which reasoneth with you as with sons,\par\tab {\b My son, regard not lightly the chastening of the Lord,\par\tab Nor faint when thou art reproved of him;}
Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuseth to be healed? wilt thou indeed be unto me as a deceitful {\i brook}, as waters that fail?\par
Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress,\par\tab That thou shouldest despise the work of thy hands,\par\tab And shine upon the counsel of the wicked?