36. Surely I would wear it proudly on my shoulder,I would bind it on me like a crown;
37. I would give him an accounting of my steps;like a prince I would approach him.
38. “If my land cried out against meand all its furrows wept together,
39. if I have eaten its produce without paying,or caused the death of its owners,
40. then let thorns sprout up in place of wheat,and in place of barley, weeds!”The words of Job are ended.