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Job 19:13

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

He hath put my brethren far from me: and my acquaintance like strangers have departed from me.

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God, who is glorified in the assembly of the saints: great and terrible above all them that are about him.

For thou art the glory of their strength: and in thy good pleasure shall our horn be exalted.

Be glad in the Lord, and rejoice, ye just, and glory, all ye right of heart.

At my first answer no man stood with me, but all forsook me: may it not be laid to their charge.

Now all this was done, that the scriptures of the prophets might be fulfilled. Then the disciples all leaving him, fled.

Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:

But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.

For, behold, my witness is in heaven: and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.

And all his brethren came to him, and all his sisters, and all that knew him before. And they ate bread with him in his house, and bemoaned him, and comforted him upon all the evil that God had brought upon him. And every man gave him one ewe, and one earring of gold.

In the daytime the Lord hath commanded his mercy; and a canticle to him in the night. With me is prayer to the God of my life.

Beth. Weeping she hath wept in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks. There is none to comfort her among all them that were dear to her: all her friends have despised her and are become her enemies.

Coph. I called for my friends, but they deceived me: my priests and my ancients pined away in the city, while they sought their food to relieve their souls.

My brethren have passed by me, as the torrent that passeth swiftly in the valleys.

They are confounded, because I have hoped: they are come also even unto me, and are covered with shame.

thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.




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