He said to me What gain is it
to God if you are righteous
or if you are upright Has not
God made all things and does He
not put HIs breath in all that
lives Will not the dead see God
does not the redeemer live And
then will you you Job wail and
cry that you are robbed of right
And I said to him I have
seen the face of the Almighty
and I cannot stand He thunders
and I cannot stand He walks
throughout the valley and all
the bones are clothed And I
am an old man now and full
of years
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