52 Week Bible Reading Plan

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Monday: Exodus 5-8
Tuesday: I Samuel 21-25
Wednesday: Psalms 42-44

Thursday, March 12, 2020
The Books of Poetry
Job 29-30

Friday: Jeremiah 12-16
Saturday: Mark 9-10
Sunday: I Corinthians 13-14

Job 29

1: And Job again took up his discourse, and said:
2: "Oh, that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me;
3: when his lamp shone upon my head, and by his light I walked through darkness;
4: as I was in my autumn days, when the friendship of God was upon my tent;
5: when the Almighty was yet with me, when my children were about me;
6: when my steps were washed with milk, and the rock poured out for me streams of oil!
7: When I went out to the gate of the city, when I prepared my seat in the square,
8: the young men saw me and withdrew, and the aged rose and stood;
9: the princes refrained from talking, and laid their hand on their mouth;
10: the voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.
11: When the ear heard, it called me blessed, and when the eye saw, it approved;
12: because I delivered the poor who cried, and the fatherless who had none to help him.
13: The blessing of him who was about to perish came upon me, and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.
14: I put on righteousness, and it clothed me; my justice was like a robe and a turban.
15: I was eyes to the blind, and feet to the lame.
16: I was a father to the poor, and I searched out the cause of him whom I did not know.
17: I broke the fangs of the unrighteous, and made him drop his prey from his teeth.
18: Then I thought, 'I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply my days as the sand,
19: my roots spread out to the waters, with the dew all night on my branches,
20: my glory fresh with me, and my bow ever new in my hand.'
21: "Men listened to me, and waited, and kept silence for my counsel.
22: After I spoke they did not speak again, and my word dropped upon them.
23: They waited for me as for the rain; and they opened their mouths as for the spring rain.
24: I smiled on them when they had no confidence; and the light of my countenance they did not cast down.
25: I chose their way, and sat as chief, and I dwelt like a king among his troops, like one who comforts mourners.

Job 30

1: "But now they make sport of me, men who are younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
2: What could I gain from the strength of their hands, men whose vigor is gone?
3: Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry and desolate ground;
4: they pick mallow and the leaves of bushes, and to warm themselves the roots of the broom.
5: They are driven out from among men; they shout after them as after a thief.
6: In the gullies of the torrents they must dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
7: Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together.
8: A senseless, a disreputable brood, they have been whipped out of the land.
9: "And now I have become their song, I am a byword to them.
10: They abhor me, they keep aloof from me; they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me.
11: Because God has loosed my cord and humbled me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
12: On my right hand the rabble rise, they drive me forth, they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
13: They break up my path, they promote my calamity; no one restrains them.
14: As through a wide breach they come; amid the crash they roll on.
15: Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
16: "And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17: The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
18: With violence it seizes my garment; it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
19: God has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
20: I cry to thee and thou dost not answer me; I stand, and thou dost not heed me.
21: Thou hast turned cruel to me; with the might of thy hand thou dost persecute me.
22: Thou liftest me up on the wind, thou makest me ride on it, and thou tossest me about in the roar of the storm.
23: Yea, I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
24: "Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, and in his disaster cry for help?
25: Did not I weep for him whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
26: But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, darkness came.
27: My heart is in turmoil, and is never still; days of affliction come to meet me.
28: I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
29: I am a brother of jackals, and a companion of ostriches.
30: My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.
31: My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.

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