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Job 5
6 Although affliction cometh not forth of the dust, neither doth trouble spring out of the ground;
7 Yet man is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upward.
8 I would seek unto God, and unto God would I commit my cause:
9 Which doeth great things and unsearchable; marvellous things without number:
10 Who giveth rain upon the earth, and sendeth waters upon the fields:
11 To set up on high those that be low; that those which mourn may be exalted to safety.
12 He disappointeth the devices of the crafty, so that their hands cannot perform their enterprise.
(8,6,8,6)
Though trouble springs not from the dust,
nor sorrow from the ground;
Yet ills on ills, by Heav’n’s decree,
in man’s estate are found.
As sparks in close succession rise,
so man, the child of woe,
Is doomed to endless cares and toils
through all his life below.
But with my God I leave my cause;
from him I seek relief;
To him, in confidence of prayer
unbosom all my grief.
Unnumbered are his wondrous works,
unsearchable his ways;
’Tis his the mourning soul to cheer,
the bowed down to raise.
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