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Job 1:1-5
“The Book of Job is one of the noblest poems in existence.”
–Dr. W.G. Moorehead
Job 29, 30
I had a little tea party
This afternoon at three.
’Twas very small, three guests in all,
Just I, Myself and Me.
Myself ate all the sandwiches,
While I drank up the tea.
’Twas also I who ate the pie
And passed the cake to Me.
–Author unknown
Job 32:1—33:30
“I went to confess my coldness, my indifference, and my pride. After I had finished, I went back again to God and I repented of my repentance.”
–Horatius Bonar
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