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29. CONCLUSION OF THE DIALOGUE
a. His former happiness
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And Job continued his solemn discourse. He said:
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Who will bring back to me the months that have gone, and the days when God was my guardian,
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when his lamp shone over my head, and his light was my guide in the darkness?
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Shall I ever see my autumn days again when God hedged round my tent;
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when Shaddai dwelt with me, and my children were around me;
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when my feet were plunged in cream, and streams of oil poured from the rocks?
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When I went out to the gate of the city, when I took my seat in the square,
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as soon as I appeared, the young men stepped aside, while the older men rose to their feet.
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Men of note interrupted their speeches, and put their fingers on their lips;
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the voices of rulers were silenced, and their tongues stayed still in their mouths.
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They waited anxiously to hear me, and listened in silence to what I had to say.
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When I paused, there was no rejoinder, and my words dropped on them, one by one.
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They waited for me, as men wait for rain, open-mouthed, as if to catch the year’s last showers.
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If I smiled at them, it was too good to be true, they watched my face for the least sign of favour.
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In a lordly style, I told them which course to take, and like a king amid his armies, I led them where I chose.
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My praises echoed in every ear, and never an eye but smiled on me;
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because I freed the poor man when he called, and the orphan who had no one to help him.
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When men were dying, I it was who had their blessing; if widows’ hearts rejoiced, that was my doing.
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I had dressed myself in righteousness like a garment; justice, for me, was cloak and turban.
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I was eyes for the blind, and feet for the lame.
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Who but I was father of the poor?
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The stranger’s case had a hearing from me. I used to break the fangs of wicked men, and snatch their prey from between their jaws.
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So I thought to myself, ‘I shall die in honour, my days like a palm tree’s for number.
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My roots thrust out to the water, my leaves freshened by the falling dew at night.
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My reputation will never fade, and the bow in my hands will gain new strength.’
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