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Bible Verses About Philosophy
Key Bible Verses
“But as for me, I would seek God. I would commit my cause to God,
who does great things that can’t be fathomed, marvelous things without number;
who gives rain on the earth, and sends waters on the fields;
so that he sets up on high those who are low, those who mourn are exalted to safety.
He frustrates the devices of the crafty, So that their hands can’t perform their enterprise.
He takes the wise in their own craftiness; the counsel of the cunning is carried headlong.
They meet with darkness in the day time, and grope at noonday as in the night.
But he saves from the sword of their mouth, even the needy from the hand of the mighty.
So the poor has hope, and injustice shuts her mouth.
“Behold, happy is the man whom God corrects. Therefore do not despise the chastening of the Almighty.
For he wounds, and binds up. He injures, and his hands make whole.
He will deliver you in six troubles; yes, in seven no evil shall touch you.
In famine he will redeem you from death; in war, from the power of the sword.
I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.
Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?
Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man’s years,
that you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.
“‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.
Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?
Haven’t you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?
You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
You have granted me life and loving kindness. Your visitation has preserved my spirit.
Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you: