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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369859" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XIX)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Job Answers Again: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your words can’t vex my soul nor tame; <br>You have assailed me without shame; <br>Let it be that I am at fault; <br>Your words to my wounds seem like salt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, God has been unfair to me; <br>O let my fault remain truly; <br>My cries for justice are not heard; <br>In deaf ears fall my pleas and word.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He blocks the way that I must take; <br>Darkness veils my path in its wake; <br>With glory stripped, I stand thread-bare; <br>Lost is the diadem I wear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My hope’s an uprooted tree just; <br>His fiery wrath rises like dust; <br>He considers me as a foe; <br>His troops encamp to plan my woe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My friends have estranged me in whole; <br>My brethren have left this poor soul; <br>All my companions too are gone; <br>My kith and kin left me alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m stranger to my handmaids all; <br>An alien-like, they view my fall; <br>My servant does not heed my call; <br>I plead but he stays like a wall! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My breath is abhorred by my wife; <br>I’m loathed a one in earthly life; <br>The children young too despise me; <br>They scoff and laugh at me freely; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone are my friends who were so dear; <br>Gone are the ones beloved and near; <br>My bones slash through my body-skin; <br>God hand has struck me for my sin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Inscribe my words in a record; <br>Etch them in rock forever, Lord; <br>Why hound me as I’m less divine? <br>If only written be my line! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I long to see my Lord and God; <br>Behold I must before my rod; <br>The matter’s crux lies within Him; <br>For crime not mine, my life turned grim! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(5-2-2007)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Celes">John Celes</a><div class=q>
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Your words can’t vex my soul nor tame; 
You have assailed me without shame; 
Let it be that I am at fault; 
Your words to my wounds seem like salt.

Yes, God has been unfair to me; 
O let my fault remain truly; 
My cries for..."></div>
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