18 "Then I thought , 'I shall die in my nest , And I shall multiply my days as the sand . 19 'My root is spread out to the waters , And dew lies all night on my branch . 20 'My glory is ever new with me, And my bow is renewed in my hand .' 21 "To me they listened and waited , And kept silent for my counsel . 22 "After my words they did not speak again , And my speech dropped on them. 23 "They waited for me as for the rain , And opened their mouth as for the spring rain . 24 "I smiled on them when they did not believe , And the light of my face they did not cast down . 25 "I chose a way for them and sat as chief , And dwelt as a king among the troops , As one who comforted the mourners .
Matthew Henry's Commentary on Job 29:18-25
Commentary on Job 29:18-25
(Read Job 29:18-25)
Being thus honoured and useful, Job had hoped to die in peace and honour, in a good old age. If such an expectation arise from lively faith in the providence and promise of God, it is well; but if from conceit of our own wisdom, and dependence on changeable, earthly things, it is ill grounded, and turns to sin. Every one that has the spirit of wisdom, has not the spirit of government; but Job had both. Yet he had the tenderness of a comforter. This he thought upon with pleasure, when he was himself a mourner. Our Lord Jesus is a King who hates iniquity, and upon whom the blessing of a world ready to perish comes. To Him let us give ear.