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"Would you indeed annul My judgment? Would you condemn Me that you may be justified?
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Have you an arm like God? Or can you thunder with a voice like His?
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Then adorn yourself with majesty and splendor, And array yourself with glory and beauty.
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Disperse the rage of your wrath; Look on everyone who is proud, and humble him.
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Look on everyone who is proud, and bring him low; Tread down the wicked in their place.
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Hide them in the dust together, Bind their faces in hidden darkness.
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Then I will also confess to you That your own right hand can save you.
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"Look now at the behemoth, which I made along with you; He eats grass like an ox.
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See now, his strength is in his hips, And his power is in his stomach muscles.
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He moves his tail like a cedar; The sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.
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His bones are like beams of bronze, His ribs like bars of iron.
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He is the first of the ways of God; Only He who made him can bring near His sword.
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Surely the mountains yield food for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.
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He lies under the lotus trees, In a covert of reeds and marsh.
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The lotus trees cover him with their shade; The willows by the brook surround him.
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Indeed the river may rage, Yet he is not disturbed; He is confident, though the Jordan gushes into his mouth,
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Though he takes it in his eyes, Or one pierces his nose with a snare.