37 I would make clear the number of my steps, I would put it before him like a prince! The words of Job are ended.
38 If my land has made an outcry against me, or the ploughed earth has been in sorrow;
39 If I have taken its produce without payment, causing the death of its owners;
40 Then in place of grain let thorns come up, and in place of barley evil-smelling plants.
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