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15 But my brothers are as faithless as wadis, as seasonal streams that overflow, 16 darkened because of the ice and the inflow of melting snow, 17 but ceasing in the dry season and vanishing from their channels in the heat. 18 Caravans turn aside from their routes; they go into the wasteland and perish. 19 The caravans of Tema look for water; the travelers of Sheba hope to find it. 20 They are confounded because they had hoped; their arrival brings disappointment. 21 For now you are of no help; you see terror, and you are afraid. 22 Have I ever said, ‘Give me something; offer me a bribe from your wealth; 23 deliver me from the hand of the enemy; redeem me from the grasp of the ruthless’? 24 Teach me, and I will be silent. Help me understand how I have erred. 25 How painful are honest words! But what does your argument prove? 26 Do you intend to correct my words, and treat as wind my cry of despair? 27 You would even cast lots for an orphan and barter away your friend. 28 But now, please look at me. Would I lie to your face? 29 Reconsider; do not be unjust. Reconsider, for my righteousness is at stake. 30 Is there iniquity on my tongue? Can my mouth not discern malice? Job 6:15-30, Berean Standard Bible. Public domain.
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