36. Surely I would bear it on my shoulder,tie it around me like a wreath.
37. I would give him an account of my steps,approach him like a prince.
38. If my land has cried out against me,its rows wept together;
39. if I have eaten its yield without paymentand caused its owners grief,
40. may briars grow instead of wheat,poisonous weeds instead of barley.Job’s words are complete.