
13 He taketh the wise in their own craftiness: and the counsel of the froward is carried
headlong.
14 They meet with darkness in the daytime, and grope in the noonday as in the night.
15 But he saveth the poor from the sword, from their mouth, and from the hand of the mighty.
16 So the poor hath hope, and iniquity stoppeth her mouth.
17 Behold, happy is
the man whom God correcteth: therefore despise not thou the chastening of
the Almighty:
18 For he maketh sore, and bindeth up: he woundeth, and his hands make whole.
19 He shall deliver thee in six troubles: yea, in seven there shall no evil touch thee.
20 In famine he shall redeem thee from death: and in war from the power of the sword.
21 Thou shalt be hid from the scourge of the tongue: neither shalt thou be afraid of destruction
when it cometh.
22 At destruction and famine thou shalt laugh: neither shalt thou be afraid of the beasts of the
earth.
23 For thou shalt be in league with the stones of the field: and the beasts of the field shall be
at peace with thee.
24 And thou shalt know that thy tabernacle shall be
in peace; and thou shalt visit thy
habitation, and shalt not sin.
25 Thou shalt know also that thy seed shall be
great, and thine offspring as the grass of the
earth.
26 Thou shalt come to thy
grave in a full age, like as a shock of corn cometh in in his season.
27 Lo this, we have searched it, so it is; hear it, and know thou it
for thy good.
1 But Job answered and said,
2 Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are
within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the
terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
5 Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
6 Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any
taste in the white of an
egg?
7 The things that
my soul refused to touch are
as my sorrowful meat.
8 Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me
the thing that I long for!
9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10 Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for
I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
11 What is
my strength, that I should hope? and what is
mine end, that I should prolong my
life?
12 Is
my strength the strength of stones? or is
my flesh of brass?
13 Is
not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
14 To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed
from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of
the Almighty.
15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and
as the stream of brooks they pass away;
16 Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and
wherein the snow is hid:
17 What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18 The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
19 The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.
20 They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.
21 For now ye are nothing; ye see my
casting down, and are afraid.
22 Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance?

23 Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?
24 Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
25 How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?
26 Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are
as
wind?
27 Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit
for your friend.
28 Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is
evident unto you if I lie.
29 Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is
in it.
30 Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?
1 Is there
not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not
his days also like the days of an
hireling?
2 As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of
his
work:
3 So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4 When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to
and fro unto the dawning of the day.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7 O remember that my life is
wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
8 The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are
upon me, and I am
not.
9 As
the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come
up no more.
10 He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will
complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am
I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
13 When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
14 Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, and
death rather than my life.
16 I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are
vanity.
17 What is
man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon
him?
18 And that
thou shouldest visit him every morning, and
try him every moment?
19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
20 I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a
mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
21 And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall
I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall
not be.
1 Then answered Bildad the Shuhite, and said,
2 How long wilt thou speak these things? and how long shall
the words of thy mouth be like
a
strong wind?
3 Doth God pervert judgment? or doth the Almighty pervert justice?
4 If thy children have sinned against him, and he have cast them away for their transgression;
5 If thou wouldest seek unto God betimes, and make thy supplication to the Almighty;
6 If thou wert
pure and upright; surely now he would awake for thee, and make the habitation of
thy righteousness prosperous.
7 Though thy beginning was small, yet thy latter end should greatly increase.
8 For enquire, I pray thee, of the former age, and prepare thyself to the search of their fathers:
9 (For we are but of
yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are
a shadow:)

10 Shall not they teach thee, and
tell thee, and utter words out of their heart?
11 Can the rush grow up without mire? can the flag grow without water?
12 Whilst it is
yet in his greenness, and
not cut down, it withereth before any other
herb.
13 So are
the paths of all that forget God; and the hypocrite's hope shall perish:
14 Whose hope shall be cut off, and whose trust shall be
a spider's web.
15 He shall lean upon his house, but it shall not stand: he shall hold it fast, but it shall not
endure.
16 He is
green before the sun, and his branch shooteth forth in his garden.
17 His roots are wrapped about the heap, and
seeth the place of stones.
18 If he destroy him from his place, then it
shall deny him, saying, I have not seen thee.
19 Behold, this is
the joy of his way, and out of the earth shall others grow.
20 Behold, God will not cast away a perfect man, neither will he help the evil doers:
21 Till he fill thy mouth with laughing, and thy lips with rejoicing.
22 They that hate thee shall be clothed with shame; and the dwelling place of the wicked shall
come to nought.
1 Then Job answered and said,
2 I know it is
so of a truth: but how should man be just with God?
3 If he will contend with him, he cannot answer him one of a thousand.
4 He is
wise in heart, and mighty in strength: who hath hardened himself
against him, and hath
prospered?
5 Which removeth the mountains, and they know not: which overturneth them in his anger.
6 Which shaketh the earth out of her place, and the pillars thereof tremble.
7 Which commandeth the sun, and it riseth not; and sealeth up the stars.
8 Which alone spreadeth out the heavens, and treadeth upon the waves of the sea.
9 Which maketh Arcturus, Orion, and Pleiades, and the chambers of the south.
10 Which doeth great things past finding out; yea, and wonders without number.
11 Lo, he goeth by me, and I see him
not: he passeth on also, but I perceive him not.
12 Behold, he taketh away, who can hinder him? who will say unto him, What doest thou?
13 If
God will not withdraw his anger, the proud helpers do stoop under him.
14 How much less shall I answer him, and
choose out my words to reason
with him?
15 Whom, though I were righteous, yet
would I not answer, but
I would make supplication to my
judge.
16 If I had called, and he had answered me; yet
would I not believe that he had hearkened unto
my voice.
17 For he breaketh me with a tempest, and multiplieth my wounds without cause.
18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
19 If I speak
of strength, lo, he is
strong: and if of judgment, who shall set me a time to plead?
20 If I justify myself, mine own mouth shall condemn me: if I say, I am
perfect, it shall also
prove me perverse.
21 Though
I were
perfect, yet
would I not know my soul: I would despise my life.
22 This is
one thing, therefore I said it, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked.
23 If the scourge slay suddenly, he will laugh at the trial of the innocent.
24 The earth is given into the hand of the wicked: he covereth the faces of the judges thereof;
if not, where, and
who is
he?
25 Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.
26 They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that
hasteth to the prey.
27 If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
29 If
I be wicked, why then labour I in vain?