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When griping grief the heart doth wound,
and doleful dumps the mind opresses,
then music, with her silver sound,
with speedy help doth lend redress.
-William Shakespeare
Tear down the temple
All that comes to my mind is,
"Destroy this temple, and I will raise it again in three days"
-John 2:19
This rebuilding work is painful.
"If only my anguish could be weighed and all my misery be placed on the scales ! It would surely outweigh the sand of the seas- no wonder my words have been impetuous. The arrows of the Almighty are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God's terrors are marshalled against me. Does a wild donkey bray when it has grass, or an ox bellow when it has fodder ? Is tasteless food eaten without salt, or is there flavour in the white of an egg ? I refuse to touch it; such food makes me ill."
"Oh, that I might have my request, that God would grant what I hope for, that God would be willing to crush me, to let loose his hand and cut me off ! Then I would still have this consolation- my joy in unrelenting pain- that I had not denied the words of the Holy One. What strength do I have, that I should still hope ? What prospects, that I should be patient ? Do I have the strength of stone ? Is my flesh bronze ? Do I have any power to help myself, now that success has been driven from me ?
"Does not man have hard services on earth ? Are not his days like those of a hired man ? Like a slave longing for the evening shadows, or a hired man waiting eagerly for his wages, so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me. When I lie down I think, 'How long before I get up ?' The night drags on, and I toss till dawn. My body is clothed with worms and scabs, my skin is broken and festering. My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end without hope. Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see happiness again. The eye that now sees me will see me no longer; you will look for me, but I will be no more. "
"As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so he who goes down to the grave does not return. He will never come to his house again; his place will know him no more. Therefore I will not keep silent; I will speak out in the anguish of my spirit, I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. Am I the sea, or the monster of the deep, that you put me under guard ? When I think my bed will comfort me and my couch will ease my complaint, even then you frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions, so that I prefer strangling and death, rather than this body of mine. I despise my life; I would not live forever. Let me alone; my days have no meaning."
"What is man that you make so much of him, that you give him so much attention, that you examine him every morning and test him every moment ? Will you never look away from me, or let me alone even for an instant ? If I have sinned, what have I done to you, O watcher of men ? Why have you made me your target ? Have I become a burden to you ? Why do you not pardon my offenses and forgive my sins ? For I will soon lie down in the dust; you will search for me, but I will be no more. "
"I loathe my very life; therefore I will give free rein to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul. I will say to God: Do not condemn me, but tell me what charges you have against me. Does it please you to opress me, to spurn the work of your hands, while you smile on the schemes of the wicked ? Do you have eyes of flesh ? Do you see as a mortal sees ? Are your days like those of a mortal or your years like those of a man, that you must search out my faults and probe after my sin- though you know that I am not guilty and that no one can rescue me from your hand ?"
"Your hands shaped me and made me. Will you now turn and destroy me ? Remember that you molded me like clay. Will you now turn me to dust again ? Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese, clothe me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews ? You gave me life and showed me kindness, and in your providence watched over my spirit. But this is what you concealed in your heart, and I know that this was in your mind: If I sinned, you would be watching me and would not let my offense go unpunished. If I am guilty- woe to me ! Even if I am innocent, I cannot lift my head, for I am full of shame and drowned in my affliction. If I hold my head high, you stalk me like a lion and again display your awesome power against me. You bring new witnesses aginst me and increase your anger toward me; your forces come against me wave upon wave. "
"Why then did you bring me out of the womb ? I wish I had died before any eye saw me. If only I had never come into being, or had been carried straight from the womb to the grave ! Are not my few days almost over ? Turn away from me so I can have a moment's joy before I go to the place of no return, to the land of gloom and deep shadow, to the land of deepest night, of deep shadow and disorder, where even the light is like darkness."
-Book of Job
Help me from my sins
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