Job 34:6

Revised Version 1885

Notwithstanding my right I am accounted a liar; My wound is incurable, though I am without transgression.

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For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuseth to be healed? wilt thou indeed be unto me as a deceitful brook, as waters that fail?

I am clean, without transgression; I am innocent, neither is there iniquity in me: