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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369865" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XXIII)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Job Talks Again: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though bitter be all my complaints, <br>God’s hand heavy upon me taints; <br>I wait for Him to judge my case, <br>And wish to argue well and face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m waiting for His answer soon; <br>May be, He could support my pleas, <br>Or give a verdict against me, <br>With power immense that He has.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or should He hear my case fairly, <br>Bestowing rights of mine again, <br>I can not see Him presently, <br>North, south and west or easterly! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ve always walked in His footsteps; <br>I’ve always kept His commandments; <br>His words I’ve treasured in my heart; <br>I’ve never dithered on my part.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But if He has decided then, <br>Who can question His proceedings? <br>He does whatev’r He desires; <br>He carries out what He intends.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No one knows what is in His mind, <br>And so, I tend to fear Him too; <br>Indeed, God makes my courage fail; <br>Almighty has me in dismay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Could darkness hide me from my God? <br>Could gloom conceal me from my Lord? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(5-6-2007)</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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Though bitter be all my complaints, 
God’s hand heavy upon me taints; 
I wait for Him to judge my case, 
And wish to argue well and face.

I’m waiting for His answer soon; 
May be, He could support my pleas, 
Or give a verdi..."></div>
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