Job Muses on the Brevity of Life
141 Man, born of woman, is of few days, and full of trouble. 2 He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down; and he fleeth as a shadow, and continueth not. 3 Yet dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one, and bringest me into judgment with thee? 4 Who can bring a clean [man] out of the unclean? Not one! 5 If his days are determined, if the number of his months is with thee, [and] thou hast appointed his bounds which he must not pass, 6 Look away from him; and let him rest, till he accomplish, as a hireling, his day.
7 For there is hope for a tree: if it be cut down, it will sprout again, and its tender branch will not cease; 8 Though its root grow old in the earth, and its stock die in the ground, 9 Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and put forth boughs like a young plant. 10 But a man dieth, and is prostrate; yea, man expireth, and where is he? 11 The waters recede from the lake, and the river wasteth and drieth up: 12 So man lieth down, and riseth not again; till the heavens be no more, they do not awake, nor are raised out of their sleep. 13 Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, that thou wouldest keep me secret until thine anger be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me,— 14 (If a man die, shall he live [again]?) all the days of my time of toil would I wait, till my change should come: 15 Thou wouldest call, and I would answer thee; thou wouldest have a desire after the work of thy hands.
16 For now thou numberest my steps: dost thou not watch over my sin? 17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and thou heapest up mine iniquity. 18 And indeed a mountain falling cometh to nought, and the rock is removed out of its place; 19 The waters wear the stones, the floods thereof wash away the dust of the earth; and thou destroyest the hope of man. 20 Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth away; thou changest his countenance, and dismissest him. 21 His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not; and they are brought low, and he perceiveth it not. 22 But his flesh hath pain for himself alone, and his soul mourneth for himself.
Eliphaz Reprimands Job
151 And Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said, 2 Should a wise man answer with windy knowledge, and fill his belly with the east wind, 3 Reasoning with unprofitable talk, and with speeches which do no good? 4 Yea, thou makest piety of none effect, and restrainest meditation before God. 5 For thy mouth uttereth thine iniquity, and thou hast chosen the tongue of the crafty. 6 Thine own mouth condemneth thee, and not I; and thy lips testify against thee. 7 Art thou the first man that was born? and wast thou brought forth before the hills? 8 Hast thou listened in the secret council of +God? And hast thou absorbed wisdom for thyself? 9 What knowest thou that we know not? [what] understandest thou which is not in us? 10 Both the greyheaded and the aged are with us, older than thy father. 11 Are the consolations of God too small for thee? and the word gently spoken to thee? 12 Why doth thy heart carry thee away? and why do thine eyes wink? 13 That thou turnest thy spirit against God, and lettest words go out of thy mouth? 14 What is man, that he should be pure? and he that is born of a woman, that he should be righteous? 15 Behold, he putteth no trust in his holy ones, and the heavens are not pure in his sight: 16 How much less the abominable and corrupt,—man, that drinketh unrighteousness like water!
17 I will shew thee, listen to me; and what I have seen I will declare; 18 Which wise men have told from their fathers, and have not hidden; 19 Unto whom alone the earth was given, and no stranger passed among them. 20 All his days the wicked man is tormented, and numbered years are allotted to the violent. 21 The sound of terrors is in his ears: in prosperity the destroyer cometh upon him. 22 He believeth not that he shall return out of darkness, and he is singled out for the sword. 23 He wandereth abroad for bread,—where may it be? He knoweth that the day of darkness is ready at his hand. 24 Distress and anguish make him afraid; they prevail against him, as a king ready for the battle. 25 For he hath stretched out his hand against God, and strengthened himself against the Almighty: 26 He runneth against him, with [outstretched] neck, with the thick bosses of his bucklers; 27 For he hath covered his face with his fatness, and gathered fat upon [his] flanks. 28 And he dwelleth in desolate cities, in houses that no man inhabiteth, which are destined to become heaps. 29 He shall not become rich, neither shall his substance continue, and their possessions shall not extend upon the earth. 30 He shall not depart out of darkness; the flame shall dry up his branches; and by the breath of his mouth shall he go away. 31 Let him not trust in vanity: he is deceived, for vanity shall be his recompense; 32 It shall be complete before his day, and his branch shall not be green. 33 He shall shake off his unripe grapes as a vine, and shall cast his flower as an olive. 34 For the family of the ungodly shall be barren, and fire shall consume the tents of bribery. 35 They conceive mischief, and bring forth iniquity, and their belly prepareth deceit.
Job Complains of God's Dealings
161 And Job answered and said, 2 I have heard many such things: grievous comforters are ye all. 3 Shall words of wind have an end? or what provoketh thee that thou answerest? 4 I also could speak as ye: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join together words against you, and shake my head at you; 5 [But] I would encourage you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips should assuage [your pain].
6 If I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and if I forbear, what am I eased? 7 But now he hath made me weary; ... thou hast made desolate all my family; 8 Thou hast shrivelled me up! it is become a witness; and my leanness riseth up against me, it beareth witness to my face. 9 His anger teareth and pursueth me; he gnasheth with his teeth against me; [as] mine adversary he sharpeneth his eyes at me. 10 They gape upon me with their mouth; they smite my cheeks reproachfully; they range themselves together against me. 11 God hath delivered me over to the iniquitous man, and hurled me into the hands of the wicked. 12 I was at rest, but he hath shattered me; he hath taken me by the neck and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark. 13 His arrows encompass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. 14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach; he runneth upon me like a mighty man. 15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and rolled my horn in the dust. 16 My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure. 18 O earth, cover not my blood, and let there be no place for my cry! 19 Even now, behold, my Witness is in the heavens, and he that voucheth for me is in the heights. 20 My friends are my mockers; mine eye poureth out tears unto +God. 21 Oh that there were arbitration for a man with +God, as a son of man for his friend! 22 For years [few] in number shall pass,—and I shall go the way [whence] I shall not return.