5:1Call, I pray thee! Is there any that answereth thee? and to which of the holy ones wilt thou turn?
5:2For vexation killeth the foolish man, and envy slayeth the simple.
5:3I myself saw the foolish taking root, but suddenly I cursed his habitation.
5:4His children are far from safety, and they are crushed in the gate, and there is no deliverer:
5:5Whose harvest the hungry eateth up, and taketh even out of the thorns; and the snare gapeth for his substance.
5:6For evil cometh not forth from the dust, neither doth trouble spring out of the ground;
5:8But as for me I will seek unto ùGod, and unto God commit my cause;
5:9Who doeth great things and unsearchable, marvellous things without number;
5:10Who giveth rain on the face of the earth, and sendeth waters on the face of the fields;
5:11Setting up on high those that are low; and mourners are exalted to prosperity.
5:12He disappointeth the devices of the crafty, and their hands carry not out the enterprise.
5:14They meet with darkness in a the daytime, and grope at midday as in the night.
5:15And he saveth the needy from the sword, from their mouth, and from the hand of the mighty.
5:16So the poor hath what he hopeth for, and unrighteousness stoppeth her mouth.
5:17Behold, happy is the man whom +God correcteth; therefore despise not the chastening of the Almighty.
5:18For he maketh sore, and bindeth up; he woundeth, and his hands make whole.
5:19He will deliver thee in six troubles, and in seven there shall no evil touch thee.
5:20In famine he will redeem thee from death, and in war from the power of the sword.
5:21Thou shalt be hidden from the scourge of the tongue; and thou shalt not be afraid of destruction when it cometh.
5:22At destruction and famine thou shalt laugh, and of the beasts of the earth thou shalt not be afraid.
5:23For thou shalt be in league with the stones of the field, and the beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee.
5:24And thou shalt know that thy tent is in peace; and thou wilt survey thy fold, and miss nothing.
5:25And thou shalt know that thy seed is numerous, and thine offspring as the herb of the earth.
5:26Thou shalt come to the grave in a ripe age, as a shock of corn is brought in in its season.
5:27Behold this, we have searched it out, so it is; hear it, and know thou it for thyself.
6:1And Job answered and said,
6:2Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!
6:3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore my words are vehement.
6:4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, their poison drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of +God are arrayed against me.
6:5Doth the wild ass bray by the grass? loweth an ox over his fodder?
6:6Shall that which is insipid be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?
6:7What my soul refuseth to touch, that is as my loathsome food.
6:8Oh that I might have my request, and that +God would grant my desire!
6:9And that it would please +God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
6:10Then should I yet have comfort; and in the pain which spareth not I would rejoice that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
6:11What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should have patience?
6:12Is my strength the strength of stones? is my flesh of brass?
6:13Is it not that there is no help in me, and soundness is driven away from me?
6:14For him that is fainting kindness is meet from his friend; or he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
6:15My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a stream, as the channel of streams which pass away,
6:16Which are turbid by reason of the ice, in which the snow hideth itself:
6:17At the time they diminish, they are dried up; when heat affecteth them, they vanish from their place:
6:18They wind about in the paths of their course, they go off into the waste and perish.
6:19The caravans of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba counted on them:
6:20They are ashamed at their hope; they come thither, and are confounded.
6:21So now ye are nothing; ye see a terrible object and are afraid.
6:22Did I say, Bring unto me, and make me a present from your substance?
6:23Or, rescue me from the hand of the oppressor, and redeem me from the hand of the violent?
6:24Teach me, and I will hold my tongue; and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
6:25How forcible are right words! but what doth your upbraiding reprove?
6:26Do ye imagine to reprove words? The speeches of one that is desperate are indeed for the wind.
6:27Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and dig a pit for your friend.
6:28Now therefore if ye will, look upon me; and it shall be to your face if I lie.
6:29Return, I pray you, let there be no wrong; yea, return again, my righteousness shall be in it.
6:30Is there wrong in my tongue? cannot my taste discern mischievous things?
7:1Hath not man a life of labour upon earth? and are not his days like the days of a hireling?
7:2As a bondman earnestly desireth the shadow, and a hireling expecteth his wages,
7:3So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
7:4If I lie down, I say, When shall I rise up, and the darkness be gone? and I am full of tossings until the dawn.
7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and suppurates.
7:6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7:7Remember thou that my life is wind; mine eye shall no more see good.
7:8The eye of him that hath seen me shall behold me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
7:9The cloud consumeth and vanisheth away; so he that goeth down to Sheol shall not come up.
7:10He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him again.
7:11Therefore I will not restrain my mouth: I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
7:12Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, that thou settest a watch over me?
7:13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
7:14Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions;
7:15So that my soul chooseth strangling, death, rather than my bones.
7:16I loathe it; I shall not live always: let me alone, for my days are a breath.
7:17What is man, that thou makest much of him? and that thou settest thy heart upon him?
7:18And that thou visitest him every morning, triest him every moment?
7:19How long wilt thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
7:20Have I sinned, what do I unto thee, thou Observer of men? Why hast thou set me as an object of assault for thee, so that I am become a burden to myself?
7:21And why dost not thou forgive my transgression and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I lie down in the dust, and thou shalt seek me early, and I shall not be.