36 Surely I would carry it upon my shoulder; I would bind it unto me as a crown.
37 I would declare unto him the number of my steps; as a prince would I go near unto him.
38 If my land cry out against me, and the furrows thereof weep together;
39 If I have eaten the fruits thereof without money, or have caused the owners thereof to lose their life:
40 Let thistles grow instead of wheat, and cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended.