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  <subtitle>Job chapter 29</subtitle>
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      	<title>Job chapter 29</title>
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				Job again took up his parable, and said,
				"Oh that I were as in the months of old,    As in the days when God watched over me;
				When his lamp shone on my head,    And by his light I walked through darkness;
				As I was in the ripeness of my days,    When the friendship of God was in my tent;
				When the Almighty was yet with me,    And my children were around me;
				When my steps were washed with butter,    And the rock poured out streams of oil for me!
				When I went forth to the city gate,    When I prepared my seat in the street,
				The young men saw me and hid themselves,    The aged rose up and stood;
				The princes refrained from talking,    And laid their hand on their mouth;
				The voice of the nobles was hushed,    And their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.
				For when the ear heard me, then it blessed me;    And when the eye saw me, it commended me:
				Because I delivered the poor who cried,    And the fatherless also, who had none to help him.
				The blessing of him who was ready to perish came on me,    And I caused the widow`s heart to sing for joy.
				I put on righteousness, and it clothed me.    My justice was as a robe and a diadem.
				I was eyes to the blind,    And feet to the lame.
				I was a father to the needy.    The cause of him who I didn`t know, I searched out.
				I broke the jaws of the unrighteous,    And plucked the prey out of his teeth.
				Then I said, `I shall die in my own house,    I shall number my days as the sand.
				My root is spread out to the waters,    The dew lies all night on my branch;
				My glory is fresh in me,    My bow is renewed in my hand.`
				"Men listened to me, waited,    And kept silence for my counsel.
				After my words they didn`t speak again;    My speech fell on them.
				They waited for me as for the rain.    Their mouths drank as with the spring rain.
				I smiled on them when they had no confidence.    They didn`t reject the light of my face.
				I chose out their way, and sat as chief.    I lived as a king in the army,    As one who comforts the mourners.
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