<p class="bodytext">&#8220;On six days<n id="1" /> you may labor, but on the seventh day you must rest;<n id="2" /> even at the time of plowing and of harvest<n id="3" /> you are to rest.<n id="4" />p>

All the days of the desolation it will have the rest it did not have<n id="1" /> on your Sabbaths when you lived on it.p>

you will taunt the king of Babylon with these words:<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;Look how the oppressor has met his end!p> <p class="poetry">Hostility<n id="2" /> has ceased!p>

<p class="poetry">The happy sound<n id="1" /> of the tambourines stops,p> <p class="poetry">the revelry of those who celebrate comes to a halt,p> <p class="poetry">the happy sound of the harp ceases.p>

So the people rested on the seventh day.p>

<t /><p class="poetry">&#8220;I said, &#8216;I want to cut them in pieces.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">I want to make people forget they ever existed.p>

<p class="poetry">You have brought to an end his splendor,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">and have knocked<n id="2" /> his throne to the ground.p>

<p class="poetry">A toss of a coin<n id="1" /> ends<n id="2" /> disputes,p> <p class="poetry">and settles the issue<n id="3" /> between strong opponents.<n id="4" />p>

<p class="poetry">The elders are gone from the city gate;p> <p class="poetry">the young men have stopped playing their music.p>

<p class="poetry">Our hearts no longer have any joy;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">our dancing is turned to mourning.p>

<p class="poetry">You remove all the wicked of the earth like slag.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Therefore I love your rules.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">Drive out the scorner<n id="1" /> and contention will leave;p> <p class="poetry">strife and insults will cease.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">I will put an end in Moabp> <p class="poetry">to those who make offerings at her places of worship.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">I will put an end to those who sacrifice to other gods.p> <p class="poetry">I, the <sc>Lordsc>, affirm it!<n id="2" />p>

I will silence<n id="1" /> the noise of your songs; the sound of your harps will be heard no more.

<p class="poetry">Listen to this, you who trample<n id="1" /> the needy,p> <p class="poetry">and do away with<n id="2" /> the destitute in the land.p>

Pharaoh was thinking,<n id="1" /> &#8220;The people of the land are now many, and you are giving them rest from their labor.&#8221;p>

When Baasha heard the news, he stopped fortifying<n id="1" /> Ramah and abandoned the project.<n id="2" />

<t /><p class="bodytext">So these three men refused to answer<n id="2" /> Job further, because he was righteous in his<n id="3" /> own eyes.

<p class="poetry">From the mouths of children and nursing babiesp> <p class="poetry">you have ordained praise on account of your adversaries,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">so that you might put an end to the vindictive enemy.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">Turn aside from the way,p> <p class="poetry">stray off the path.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Remove from our presence the Holy One of Israel.&#8221;<n id="2" />p>