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Job 32

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1 When those three husbands stopped responding to Job, because he was right in his eyes,
2 then the anger of Elihu, the son of Varakhilov, the Buzitian from the tribe of Ramov, kindled: the anger of his kind ignited Job because he justified himself more than God,
3 and his three friends were enraged by his anger because they could not find what to answer, and meanwhile Job was blamed.
4 Elijah waited while Job spoke, because they were years older than him.
5 When Elihu saw that there was no answer in the mouth of those three men, then his anger was kindled.

6 And Elijah the son of Barahiel, the Buzzler answered, and said, I have been young for years, and you are old men; therefore, I was timid and afraid to declare my opinion to you.
7 I told myself: let the days speak, and for many years teach the wisdom.
eight But the spirit in man and the breath of the Almighty gives him understanding.
nine Not many years [only] wise, and not old people understand the truth.
ten Therefore, I say: listen to me, I will announce you my opinion.
eleven So, I was expecting your words, - I listened to your opinions, until you figured out what to say.
12 I stared at you, and now none of you reproaches Job and does not answer his words.
13 Do not say: we have found wisdom: God will refute it, not man.
fourteen If he would turn his words to me, then I would not answer him with your speeches.

fifteen Frightened, do not answer anymore; stopped talking.
16 And as I waited, but they didn’t speak, they stopped and didn’t answer anymore,
17 then I will answer on my part, I will declare my opinion and I,
18 for I am full of speeches, and the spirit in me presses me.
19 Behold, my womb, as unopened wine: it is ready to break through, like new furs.
20 I’ll talk and it will be easier for me; I will open my mouth and answer.
21 I won’t look on a person’s face and I won’t flatter any person,
22 because I do not know how to flatter: now kill me, my Creator.

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