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AUGUST 9
12 You have granted me life and favor,
And Your care has preserved my spirit.
13 ‘And these things You have hidden in
9:32 that we should go to court together. Your heart;
Job acknowledged that, as a mere man, he
had no right to call on God to declare his inno- I know that this was with You:
14 If I sin, then You mark me,
cence or to contend with God over his inno-
cence. Job was not arguing that he was sin- And will not acquit me of my iniquity.
15 If I am wicked, woe to me;
less,but he didn’t believe he had sinned to the
extent that he deserved his severe suffering. Even if I am righteous, I cannot lift up
Job held on to the same simplistic system of my head.
retribution as that of his accusers, which said I am full of disgrace;
that suffering was always caused by sin. And See my misery!
he knew he was not sinless, but he couldn’t 16 If my head is exalted,
identify any unconfessed or unrepented sins. You hunt me like a fierce lion,
“Where is mercy?”he wondered. And again You show Yourself awesome
against me.
9:33–35 any mediator between us. A court 17 You renew Your witnesses against me,
official who sees both sides clearly, as well as And increase Your indignation toward
the source of disagreement,so as to bring reso- me;
lution was not found. Where was an advocate, Changes and war are ever with me.
an arbitrator,an umpire,or a referee? Was there
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no one to remove God’s rod and call for justice? ‘Why then have You brought me out of
the womb?
Oh, that I had perished and no eye had
“My soul loathes my life; seen me!
10 I will give free course to my complaint, 19 I would have been as though I had not
I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. been.
2 I will say to God, ‘Do not condemn me; I would have been carried from the
Show me why You contend with me. womb to the grave.
3 Does it seem good to You that You 20 Are not my days few?
should oppress, Cease! Leave me alone, that I may take
That You should despise the work of a little comfort,
Your hands, 21 Before I go to the place from which
And smile on the counsel of the wicked? I shall not return,
4 Do You have eyes of flesh? To the land of darkness and the
Or do You see as man sees? shadow of death,
5 Are Your days like the days of a mortal 22 A land as dark as darkness itself,
man? As the shadow of death, without any
Are Your years like the days of a order,
mighty man, Where even the light is like darkness.’ ”
6 That You should seek for my iniquity
And search out my sin, Psalm 93:1–5
7 Although You know that I am not he LORD reigns, He is clothed
wicked, T with majesty;
And there is no one who can deliver The LORD is clothed,
from Your hand?
He has girded Himself with strength.
8 ‘Your hands have made me and Surely the world is established, so that
fashioned me, it cannot be moved.
An intricate unity; 2 Your throne is established from of old;
Yet You would destroy me. You are from everlasting.
9 Remember, I pray, that You have made 3 The floods have lifted up, O LORD,
me like clay. The floods have lifted up their voice;
And will You turn me into dust again?
10 Did You not pour me out like milk, 4 The floods lift up their waves.
The LORD on high is mightier
And curdle me like cheese,
11 Clothe me with skin and flesh, Than the noise of many waters,
Than the mighty waves of the sea.
And knit me together with bones and
sinews? 5 Your testimonies are very sure;
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