Job 31:16
If I withhold from pleasure the poor, And the eyes of the widow do consume,
If I withhold from pleasure the poor, And the eyes of the widow do consume,
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17And I do eat my morsel by myself, And the orphan hath not eat of it,
18(But from my youth He grew up with me as `with' a father, And from the belly of my mother I am led.)
19If I see `any' perishing without clothing, And there is no covering to the needy,
20If his loins have not blessed me, And from the fleece of my sheep He doth not warm himself,
21If I have waved at the fatherless my hand, When I see in `him' the gate of my court,
22My shoulder from its blade let fall, And mine arm from the bone be broken.
12For I deliver the afflicted who is crying, And the fatherless who hath no helper.
13The blessing of the perishing cometh on me, And the heart of the widow I cause to sing.
9Widows thou hast sent away empty, And the arms of the fatherless are bruised.
25Did not I weep for him whose day is hard? Grieved hath my soul for the needy.
2To turn aside from judgment the poor, And to take violently away the judgment Of the afflicted of My people, That widows may be their prey, That the fatherless they may spoil.
13If I despise the cause of my man-servant, And of my handmaid, In their contending with me,
14Then what do I do when God ariseth? And when He doth inspect, What do I answer Him?
15Did not He that made me in the womb make him? Yea, prepare us in the womb doth One.
38If against me my land doth cry out, And together its furrows weep,
39If its strength I consumed without money, And the life of its possessors, I have caused to breathe out,
16A father I `am' to the needy, And the cause I have not known I search out.
21Treating evil the barren `who' beareth not, And `to' the widow he doth no good,
11Leave thine orphans -- I do keep alive, And thy widows -- on Me trust ye,
7Thou causest not the weary to drink water, And from the hungry thou withholdest bread.
7If my step doth turn aside from the way, And after mine eyes hath my heart gone, And to my hands cleaved hath blemish,
8Let me sow -- and another eat, And my products let be rooted out.
9If my heart hath been enticed by woman, And by the opening of my neighbour I laid wait,
24If I have made gold my confidence, And to the pure gold have said, `My trust,'
25If I rejoice because great `is' my wealth, And because abundance hath my hand found,
10Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.
16He is oppressing the poor to multiply to him, He is giving to the rich -- only to want.
31An oppressor of the poor reproacheth his Maker, And whoso is honouring Him Is favouring the needy.
16And there is hope to the poor, And perverseness hath shut her mouth.
9Lest I become satiated, and have denied, And have said, `Who `is' Jehovah?' And lest I be poor, and have stolen, And have laid hold of the name of my God.
9Open thy mouth, judge righteously, Both the cause of the poor and needy!'
16(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.)
9They take violently away From the breast the orphan, And on the poor they lay a pledge.
18And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.
29If I rejoice at the ruin of my hater, And stirred up myself when evil found him,
30Yea, I have not suffered my mouth to sin, To ask with an oath his life.
22`Any widow or orphan ye do not afflict;
23if thou dost really afflict him, surely if he at all cry unto Me, I certainly hear his cry;
3Orphans we have been -- without a father, our mothers `are' as widows.
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
1A covenant I made for mine eyes, And what -- do I attend to a virgin?
2And what `is' the portion of God from above? And the inheritance of the Mighty from the heights?
13Is not my help with me, And substance driven from me?
27And my heart is enticed in secret, And my hand doth kiss my mouth,
16If any believing man or believing woman have widows, let them relieve them, and let not the assembly be burdened, that those really widows it may relieve.
3The ass of the fatherless they lead away, They take in pledge the ox of the widow,
16He decided the cause of the poor and needy, Then `it is' well -- is it not to know Me? An affirmation of Jehovah.
15If I have said, `I recount thus,' Lo, a generation of Thy sons I have deceived.
14Thou hast seen, For Thou perverseness and anger beholdest; By giving into Thy hand, On Thee doth the afflicted leave `it', Of the fatherless Thou hast been an helper.
27Whoso is giving to the poor hath no lack, And whoso is hiding his eyes multiplied curses.