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Job 6:1-15, 6:21-21
Then Job answered: "O that my vexation were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances! For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash. For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me. Does the wild ass bray over its grass, or the ox low over its fodder? Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt, or is there any flavor in the juice of mallows? My appetite refuses to touch them; they are like food that is loathsome to me. "O that I might have my request, and that God would grant my desire; that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off! This would be my consolation; I would even exult in unrelenting pain; for I have not denied the words of the Holy One. What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient? Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze? In truth I have no help in me, and any resource is driven from me. "Those who withhold kindness from a friend forsake the fear of the Almighty. My companions are treacherous like a torrent-bed, like freshets that pass away, Such you have now become to me; you see my calamity, and are afraid.
Now as Peter went here and there among all the believers, he came down also to the saints living in Lydda. There he found a man named Aeneas, who had been bedridden for eight years, for he was paralyzed. Peter said to him, "Aeneas, Jesus Christ heals you; get up and make your bed!" And immediately he got up. And all the residents of Lydda and Sharon saw him and turned to the Lord. Now in Joppa there was a disciple whose name was Tabitha, which in Greek is Dorcas. She was devoted to good works and acts of charity. At that time she became ill and died. When they had washed her, they laid her in a room upstairs. Since Lydda was near Joppa, the disciples, who heard that Peter was there, sent two men to him with the request, "Please come to us without delay." So Peter got up and went with them; and when he arrived, they took him to the room upstairs. All the widows stood beside him, weeping and showing tunics and other clothing that Dorcas had made while she was with them. Peter put all of them outside, and then he knelt down and prayed. He turned to the body and said, "Tabitha, get up." Then she opened her eyes, and seeing Peter, she sat up. He gave her his hand and helped her up. Then calling the saints and widows, he showed her to be alive. This became known throughout Joppa, and many believed in the Lord. Meanwhile he stayed in Joppa for some time with a certain Simon, a tanner.
When many of his disciples heard it, they said, "This teaching is difficult; who can accept it?" But Jesus, being aware that his disciples were complaining about it, said to them, "Does this offend you? Then what if you were to see the Son of Man ascending to where he was before? It is the spirit that gives life; the flesh is useless. The words that I have spoken to you are spirit and life. But among you there are some who do not believe." For Jesus knew from the first who were the ones that did not believe, and who was the one that would betray him. And he said, "For this reason I have told you that no one can come to me unless it is granted by the Father." Because of this many of his disciples turned back and no longer went about with him. So Jesus asked the twelve, "Do you also wish to go away?" Simon Peter answered him, "Lord, to whom can we go? You have the words of eternal life. We have come to believe and know that you are the Holy One of God." Jesus answered them, "Did I not choose you, the twelve? Yet one of you is a devil." He was speaking of Judas son of Simon Iscariot, for he, though one of the twelve, was going to betray him.
Psalm 5 Verba mea auribus
1 Give ear to my words, O LORD; * consider my meditation. 2 Hearken to my cry for help, my King and my God, * for I make my prayer to you. 3 In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice; * early in the morning I make my appeal and watch for you. 4 For you are not a God who takes pleasure in wickedness, * and evil cannot dwell with you. 5 Braggarts cannot stand in your sight; * you hate all those who work wickedness. 6 You destroy those who speak lies; * the bloodthirsty and deceitful, O LORD, you abhor. 7 But as for me, through the greatness of your mercy I will go into your house; * I will bow down toward your holy temple in awe of you. 8 Lead me, O LORD, in your righteousness, because of those who lie in wait for me; * make your way straight before me. 9 For there is no truth in their mouth; * there is destruction in their heart; 10 Their throat is an open grave; * they flatter with their tongue. 11 Declare them guilty, O God; * let them fall, because of their schemes. 12 Because of their many transgressions cast them out, * for they have rebelled against you. 13 But all who take refuge in you will be glad; * they will sing out their joy for ever. 14 You will shelter them, * so that those who love your Name may exult in you. 15 For you, O LORD, will bless the righteous; * you will defend them with your favor as with a shield.
Psalm 6 Domine, ne in furore
1 LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger; * do not punish me in your wrath. 2 Have pity on me, LORD, for I am weak; * heal me, LORD, for my bones are racked. 3 My spirit shakes with terror; * how long, O LORD, how long? 4 Turn, O LORD, and deliver me; * save me for your mercy's sake. 5 For in death no one remembers you; * and who will give you thanks in the grave? 6 I grow weary because of my groaning; * every night I drench my bed and flood my couch with tears. 7 My eyes are wasted with grief * and worn away because of all my enemies. 8 Depart from me, all evildoers, * for the LORD has heard the sound of my weeping. 9 The LORD has heard my supplication; * the LORD accepts my prayer. 10 All my enemies shall be confounded and quake with fear; * they shall turn back and suddenly be put to shame.
Psalm 10 Ut quid, Domine?
1 Why do you stand so far off, O LORD, * and hide yourself in time of trouble? 2 The wicked arrogantly persecute the poor, * but they are trapped in the schemes they have devised. 3 The wicked boast of their heart's desire; * the covetous curse and revile the LORD. 4 The wicked are so proud that they care not for God; * their only thought is, "God does not matter." 5 Their ways are devious at all times; your judgments are far above out of their sight; * they defy all their enemies. 6 They say in their heart, "I shall not be shaken; * no harm shall happen to me ever." 7 Their mouth is full of cursing, deceit, and oppression; * under their tongue are mischief and wrong. 8 They lurk in ambush in public squares and in secret places they murder the innocent; * they spy out the helpless. 9 They lie in wait, like a lion in a covert; they lie in wait to seize upon the lowly; * they seize the lowly and drag them away in their net. 10 The innocent are broken and humbled before them; * the helpless fall before their power. 11 They say in their heart, "God has forgotten; * he hides his face; he will never notice." 12 Rise up, O LORD; lift up your hand, O God; * do not forget the afflicted. 13 Why should the wicked revile God? * why should they say in their heart, "You do not care"? 14 Surely, you behold trouble and misery; * you see it and take it into your own hand. 15 The helpless commit themselves to you, * for you are the helper of orphans. 16 Break the power of the wicked and evil; * search out their wickedness until you find none. 17 The LORD is King for ever and ever; * the ungodly shall perish from his land. 18 The LORD will hear the desire of the humble; * you will strengthen their heart and your ears shall hear; 19 To give justice to the orphan and oppressed, * so that mere mortals may strike terror no more.
Psalm 11 In Domino confido
1 In the LORD have I taken refuge; * how then can you say to me, "Fly away like a bird to the hilltop; 2 For see how the wicked bend the bow and fit their arrows to the string, * to shoot from ambush at the true of heart. 3 When the foundations are being destroyed, * what can the righteous do?" 4 The LORD is in his holy temple; * the LORD'S throne is in heaven. 5 His eyes behold the inhabited world; * his piercing eye weighs our worth. 6 The LORD weighs the righteous as well as the wicked, * but those who delight in violence he abhors. 7 Upon the wicked he shall rain coals of fire and burning sulphur; * a scorching wind shall be their lot. 8 For the LORD is righteous; he delights in righteous deeds; * and the just shall see his face.
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