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Our Father which art in Heaven hallowed be thy Name

Thus did Job continually

There was a Man in the Land of Uz whose Name was Job. & that Man was perfect & upright & one that feared God & eschewed Evil & there was born unto him Seven Sons & Three Daughters

The Letter Killeth The Spirit giveth Life

It is Spiritually Discerned


I beheld the Ancient of Days Hast thou considered my Servant Job

The Angel of the Divine Presence

I shall see God

We shall awake up

Thou art our Father

in thy Likeness

When the Almighty was yet with me. When my Children were about me

There was a day when the Sons of God came to present themselves before the Lord & Satan came also among them to present himself before the Lord


The Fire of God is fallen from Heaven

And the Lord said unto Satan. Behold All that he hath is in thy Power

Thy Sons and thy Daughters were eating & drinking Wine in their eldest Brothers house & behold there came a great wind from the Wilderness & smote upon the four faces of the house & it fell upon the young Men & they are Dead


And there came a Messenger unto Job & said The Oxen were plowing & the Sabeans came down & they have slain the Young Men with the Sword

Going to & fro in the Earth & walking up and down in it

And I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

While he was yet speaking there came also another & said

The fire of God is fallen from the heaven & hath burned up the flocks & the Young Men & consumed them & I only am escaped alone to tell thee


Did I not weep for him who was in trouble? Was not my Soul afflicted for the Poor

Behold he is in thy hand: but save his life

Then went Satan forth from the presence of the Lord

And it grieved him at his heart

Who maketh his Angels Spirits & his Ministers a Flaming Fire


Naked came I out of my mothers womb & Naked shall I return thither

The Lord gave & the Lord hath taken away. Blessed be the Name of the Lord

And smote Job with sore Boils from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head


What! shall we receive Good at the hand of God & shall we not also receive Evil

And when they lifted up their eyes afar off & knew him not they lifted up their voices & wept. & they rent every Man his mantle & sprinkled dust upon their heads towards heaven

Ye have heard of the Patience of Job and have seen the end of the Lord


Lo let that night be solitary & let no joyful voice come therein

Let the Day perish wherein I was Born

And they sat down with him upon the ground seven days & seven nights & none spake a word unto him for they saw that his grief was very great


Shall mortal Man be more Just than God? Shall a Man be more Pure than his Maker? Behold he putteth no trust in his Saints & his Angels he chargeth with Folly

Then a Spirit passed before my face the hair of my flesh stood up


But he knoweth the way that I take when he hath tried me I shall come forth like gold

Have pity upon me! Have pity upon me. O ye my friends for the hand of God hath touched me

Though he slay me yet will I trust in him

The Just Upright Man is laughed to scorn

Man that is born of a Woman is of few days & full of trouble he cometh up like a flower & is cut down he fleeth also as a shadow & continueth not. And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one & bringest me into judgment with thee


My bones are pierced in me in the night season & my sinews take no rest

My skin is black upon me & my bones are burned with heat

The triumphing of the wicked is short, the joy of the hypocrite is but for a moment

Satan himself is transformed into an Angel of Light & his Ministers into Ministers of Righteousness

With Dreams upon my bed thou scarest me & affrightest me with Visions

Why do you persecute me as God & are not satisfied with my flesh. Oh that my words were printed in a Book that they were graven with an iron pen & lead in the rock for ever

For I know that my Redeemer liveth & that he shall stand in the latter days upon the Earth & after my skin destroy thou This body yet in my flesh shall I see God whom I shall see for Myself and mine eyes shall behold & not Another tho consumed be my wrought Image

Who opposeth & exalteth himself above all that is called God or is Worshipped


For God speaketh once yea twice & Man percieveth it not

In a Dream in a Vision of the Night in deep Slumberings upon the bed Then he openeth the ears of Men & sealeth their instruction

That he may withdraw Man from his purpose & hide Pride from Man If there be with him an Interpreter One among a Thousand

then he is gracious unto him & saith Deliver him from going down to the Pit I have found a Ransom

For his eyes are upon the ways of Man & he observeth all his goings

I am Young and ye are very Old wherefore I was afraid

Lo all these things worketh God oftentimes with Man to bring back his Soul from the Pit to be enlightened with the light of the living

Look upon the heavens & behold the clouds which are higher than thou

If thou sinnest what doest thou against him or if thou be righteous what givest thou unto him


Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge

Then the Lord answered Job out of the Whirlwind

Who maketh the Clouds his Chariot & walketh on the Wings of the Wind

Hath the Rain a Father & who hath begotten the Drops of Dew


Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades or loose the bands of Orion

Let there Be Light

Let there be A Firmament

Let the Waters be gathered together into one place & let the Dry Land appear

And God made Two Great Lights Sun Moon

Let the Waters bring forth abundantly

Let the Earth bring forth Cattle & Creeping thing & Beast

When the morning Stars sang together & all the Sons of God shouted for joy


Can any understand the spreadings of the Clouds the noise of his Tabernacle

Also by watering he wearieth the thick cloud He scattereth the bright cloud also it is turned about by his counsels

Of Behemoth he saith, He is chief of the ways of God Of Leviathan he saith, He is King over all the Children of Pride

Behold now Behemoth which I made with thee


Hell is naked before him & Destruction has no covering

Canst thou by searching find out God Canst thou find out the Almighty to perfection

The Accuser of our Brethren is Cast down which accused them before our God day & night

It is higher than Heaven what canst thou do It is deeper than Hell what canst thou know

The Prince of this World shall be cast out

Thou hast fulfilled the Judgment of the Wicked

Even the Devils are Subject to Us thro thy Name. Jesus said unto them I saw Satan as lightning fall from Heaven

God hath chosen the foolish things of the World to confound the wise And God hath chosen the weak things of the World to confound the things that are mighty


He bringeth down to the Grave & bringeth up

we know that when he shall appear we shall be like him for we shall see him as He Is

When I behold the Heavens the work of thy hands the Moon & Stars which thou hast ordained, then I say, What is Man that thou art mindful of him? & the Son of Man that thou visitest him

I have heard thee with the hearing of the Ear but now my Eye seeth thee

He that hath seen me hath seen my Father also I & my Father are One

If you had known me ye would have known my Father also and from henceforth ye know him & have seen him

Believe me that I am in the Father & the Father in me He that loveth me shall be loved of my Father for he dwelleth in you & shall be with you

He that loveth me shall be loved of my Father & I will love him & manifest myself unto him And my Father will love him & we will come unto him & make our abode with him

And the Father shall give you Another Comforter that he may abide with you for ever Even the Spirit of Truth which the World Cannot receive

At that day ye shall know that I am in my Father & you in me & I in you

If ye loved me ye would rejoice because I said I go unto the Father


Also the Lord accepted Job

And my Servant Job shall pray for you

And the Lord turned the captivity of Job when he prayed for his Friends

I say unto you Love your Enemies bless those that curse you do good to those that hate you & pray for those that despitefully use & persecute you

That you may be the children of your Father which is in heaven, for he maketh his sun to shine on the Evil & the Good & sendeth the rain on the Just & the Unjust

Be ye therefor perfect as your Father which is in heaven is perfect


The Lord maketh Poor & maketh Rich

He bringeth Low & Lifteth Up

who provideth for the Raven his Food When his young ones cry unto God.

Every one also gave him a piece of Money

Who remembered us in our low estate For his Mercy endureth forever


How precious are thy thoughts unto me O God how great is the sum of them

There were not found Women fair as the Daughters of Job in all

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