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Job 21:29 New English Translation (NET Bible)

29 Have you never questioned those who travel the roads? Do you not recognize their accounts—

 

 

Is emptiness to be filled with just a little more than nothing

Are building blocks of worthless then underpinned with a fake?

Is the foundation just a lie and appears as to be something

with just some lost material stuff mixed in “for Heaven’s sake”?

 

Is it that me and you choosing in the selfish to become useless?

As material prosperity blinds us with a fragrance of getting by?

Build a house and enjoy a spouse to invest in what is “priceless”

with a shield that does not yield and then you wonder why?

 

You’ve got it made in the shade and still, you are clueless.

So you never lived freely to give until you suddenly face to die.

You conform to the norm and are winding up kind of nameless

Till all that is left seems a lonely bed to show you didn't get by.

 

Jan Wienen

 

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