Job 34:6

Tree of Life Version

Concerning my right, should I lie? My wound is incurable, although I am without transgression.’

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His archers surround me. Without mercy He pierces my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.

‘I am pure, without transgression; I am innocent, without iniquity.

For the arrows of Shaddai are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God’s terrors line up against me.

Why is my pain unending and my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? Will You be to me like a mirage of water that is undependable?