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…and said: “O LORD, God of Israel, there is no God like You in heaven or on earth, keeping Your covenant of loving devotion with Your servants who walk before You with all their hearts.

Ahab king of Israel asked Jehoshaphat king of Judah, “Will you go with me against Ramoth-gilead?” And Jehoshaphat replied, “I am as you are, and my people are your people; we will join you in the war.”

No such Passover had been observed in Israel since the days of Samuel the prophet. None of the kings of Israel ever observed a Passover like the one that Josiah observed with the priests, the Levites, all Judah, the Israelites who were present, and the people of Jerusalem.

But I replied, “Should a man like me run away? Should one like me go into the temple to save his own life? I will not go!”

You divided the sea before them, and they crossed through it on dry ground. You hurled their pursuers into the depths like a stone into raging waters.

Did not King Solomon of Israel sin in matters like this? There was not a king like him among many nations, and he was loved by his God, who made him king over all Israel—yet foreign women drew him into sin.

Then the LORD said to Satan, “Have you considered My servant Job? For there is no one on earth like him, a man who is blameless and upright, who fears God and shuns evil.”

Then the LORD said to Satan, “Have you considered My servant Job? For there is no one on earth like him, a man who is blameless and upright, who fears God and shuns evil. He still retains his integrity, even though you incited Me against him to ruin him without cause.”

But my brothers are as faithless as wadis, as seasonal streams that overflow,

For He is not a man like me, that I can answer Him, that we can take each other to court.

…to a land of utter darkness, of deep shadow and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.”

But I also have a mind; I am not inferior to you. Who does not know such things as these?

…at the scent of water it will bud and put forth twigs like a sapling.

Why do you persecute me as God does? Will you never get enough of my flesh?

Food may come from the earth, but from below it is transformed as by fire.

I would give account of all my steps; I would approach Him like a prince.)—

Your wickedness affects only a man like yourself, and your righteousness only a son of man.

Behold, God is exalted in His power. Who is a teacher like Him?

The earth takes shape like clay under a seal; its hills stand out like the folds of a garment.

Do you have an arm like God’s? Can you thunder with a voice like His?

His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.

His chest is as hard as a rock, as hard as a lower millstone!

He makes Lebanon skip like a calf, and Sirion like a young wild ox.

All my bones will exclaim, “Who is like You, O LORD, who delivers the afflicted from the aggressor, the poor and needy from the robber?”

You have done these things, and I kept silent; you thought I was just like you. But now I rebuke you and accuse you to your face.

Their venom is like the venom of a snake, like a cobra that shuts its ears,

May they vanish like water that runs off; when they draw the bow, may their arrows be blunted.

Like a slug that dissolves in its slime, like a woman’s stillborn child, may they never see the sun.

Before your pots can feel the burning thorns—whether green or dry—He will sweep them away.

Increase the days of the king’s life; may his years span many generations.

My soul is satisfied as with the richest of foods; with joyful lips my mouth will praise You.

Your righteousness reaches to the heavens, O God, You who have done great things. Who, O God, is like You?

If I had said, “I will speak this way,” then I would have betrayed Your children.

He split the sea and brought them through; He set the waters upright like a wall.

He built His sanctuary like the heights, like the earth He has established forever.

How long, O LORD? Will You be angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?

O Lord, there is none like You among the gods, nor any works like Yours.

I am forsaken among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom You remember no more, who are cut off from Your care.

O LORD God of Hosts, who is like You? O mighty LORD, Your faithfulness surrounds You.

How long, O LORD? Will You hide Yourself forever? Will Your wrath keep burning like fire?

For all our days decline in Your fury; we finish our years with a sigh.

…that though the wicked sprout like grass, and all evildoers flourish, they will be forever destroyed.

For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like glowing embers.