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Job 27:19

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: He openeth his eyes, and he is not.

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They are exalted for a little while, but are gone And brought low; they are taken out of the way as all other, And cut off as the tops of the ears of corn.

Before your pots can feel the thorns, He shall take them away as with a whirlwind, both living, and in his wrath.

and they shall spread them before the sun, and the moon, and all the host of heaven, whom they have loved, and whom they have served, and after whom they have walked, and whom they have sought, and whom they have worshipped: they shall not be gathered, nor be buried; they shall be for dung upon the face of the earth.

O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!

whose fan is in his hand, and he will throughly purge his floor, and gather his wheat into the garner; but he will burn up the chaff with unquenchable fire.

For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, And to the house appointed for all living.

That the wicked is reserved to the day of destruction? They shall be brought forth to the day of wrath.

But man dieth, and wasteth away: Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?

They that hate thee shall be clothed with shame; And the dwelling place of the wicked shall come to nought.

The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: Thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.

The sceptre shall not depart from Judah, Nor a lawgiver from between his feet, Until Shiloh come; And unto him shall the gathering of the people be.

And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, And take away mine iniquity? For now shall I sleep in the dust; And thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.

That the triumphing of the wicked is short, And the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment?

Labour not to be rich: Cease from thine own wisdom.

Wilt thou set thine eyes upon that which is not? For riches certainly make themselves wings; They fly away as an eagle toward heaven.




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