A man there hath been in the land of Uz -- Job his name -- and that man hath been perfect and upright -- both fearing God, and turning aside from evil.

and it cometh to pass, when they have gone round the days of the banquet, that Job doth send and sanctify them, and hath risen early in the morning, and caused to ascend burnt-offerings -- the number of them all -- for Job said, 'Perhaps my sons have sinned, yet blessed God in their heart.' Thus doth Job all the days.

Hast not thou made an hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side? thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land.

But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face.

And the LORD said unto Satan, Behold, all that he hath is in thy power; only upon himself put not forth thine hand. So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD.

And a messenger hath come in unto Job and saith, 'The oxen have been plowing, and the she-asses feeding by their sides,

While he was yet speaking, there came also another, and said, The fire of God is fallen from heaven, and hath burned up the sheep, and the servants, and consumed them; and I only am escaped alone to tell thee.

While this one is speaking another also hath come and saith, 'Chaldeans made three heads, and rush on the camels, and take them, and the young men they have smitten by the mouth of the sword, and I am escaped -- only I alone -- to declare it to thee.'

While this one is speaking another also hath come and saith, 'Thy sons and thy daughters are eating, and drinking wine, in the house of their brother, the first-born.

And lo, a great wind hath come from over the wilderness, and striketh against the four corners of the house, and it falleth on the young men, and they are dead, and I am escaped -- only I alone -- to declare it to thee.'

And said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD.

In all this Job hath not sinned, nor given folly to God.

And Satan answered the LORD, and said, Skin for skin, yea, all that a man hath will he give for his life.

And he saith unto her, 'As one of the foolish women speaketh, thou speakest; yea, the good we receive from God, and the evil we do not receive.' In all this Job hath not sinned with his lips.

And three of the friends of Job hear of all this evil that hath come upon him, and they come in each from his place -- Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite -- and they are met together to come in to bemoan him, and to comfort him;

And they sit with him on the earth seven days and seven nights, and there is none speaking unto him a word when they have seen that the pain hath been very great.

After this hath Job opened his mouth, and revileth his day.

Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: 'A man-child hath been conceived.'

Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.

Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?

For I feared a fear, and it hath come upon me, and that which I dreaded hath come to me.

Hath one tried a word with thee? -- Thou art weary! And to keep in words who is able?

But now it hath come upon thee, and thou faintest; it toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.

Hath not thy piety been thy confidence, and the perfection of thy ways thy hope?

Remember, I pray thee, Who, being innocent, hath perished? And where have the upright been cut off?

"And unto me came the word secretly, and mine ear hath received a little thereof.

Fear hath met me, and trembling, And the multitude of my bones caused to fear.

Behold, he hath found unfaithfulness among his own servants, and proud disobedience among his angels.

Hath not their excellency been removed with them? They die, and not in wisdom!

I, have seen the foolish taking root, and then hath his home decayed, in a moment:

So the poor hath hope, and iniquity stoppeth her mouth.

In famine He hath redeemed thee from death, And in battle from the hands of the sword.

(For with sons of the field is thy covenant, And the beast of the field Hath been at peace with thee.)

For the arrows of the almighty are in me, whose indignation hath drunk up my spirit, and the terrible fears of God fight against me.

Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?

Can that which hath no savor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

My soul hath refused to touch, Those things, are like disease in my food.

They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded.

Hath not man a life of labour upon earth? and are not his days like the days of a hireling?

If I lay down then I said, 'When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.

Clothed hath been my flesh with worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,

The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.

Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up.

I hate the thought of living forever! Leave me alone, because my days are pointless."

If thy children have sinned against him, And he hath delivered them into the hand of their transgression;

If pure and upright thou art, Surely now He waketh for thee, And hath completed The habitation of thy righteousness.

And thy beginning hath been small, And thy latter end is very great.

If one doth destroy him from his place, Then it hath feigned concerning him, I have not seen thee!

They that hate thee shall be clothed with shame; and the dwelling place of the wicked shall come to nought.

He is wise in heart, and mighty in strength: who hath hardened himself against him, and hath prospered?

Who is removing mountains, And they have not known, Who hath overturned them in His anger.

Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.

Earth hath been given Into the hand of the wicked one. The face of its judges he covereth, If not -- where, who is he?

My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.

Yet, these things, thou didst hide in thy heart, I know that, this, hath been with thee!

And declare to thee secrets of wisdom, For counsel hath foldings. And know thou that God forgetteth for thee, Some of thine iniquity.

For he hath known men of vanity, And He seeth iniquity, And one doth not consider it!

And the eyes of the wicked are consumed, And refuge hath perished from them, And their hope is a breathing out of soul!

I also, have a mind like you, I, fall not short, of you, But who hath not such things as these?

A laughing-stock to one's neighbour, do I become, one who hath called upon GOD and he hath answered him! A laughing-stock - a righteous man without blame!

At peace are the tents of spoilers, And those provoking God have confidence, He into whose hand God hath brought.

Who knoweth not in all these that the hand of the LORD hath wrought this?

With him is wisdom and strength, he hath counsel and understanding.

The bands of kings He hath opened, And He bindeth a girdle on their loins.

Pouring contempt upon nobles, and, the girdle of the mighty, hath He loosed:

Who taketh away the sense of the chiefs of the people of the earth, and hath caused them to wander in a pathless waste:

They grope about in the dark, having no light, and He hath made them to reel, like a drunken man.

Lo, mine eye hath seen all this, mine ear hath heard and understood it.

And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.

Man that is born of a woman hath but a short time to live, and is full of divers miseries.

As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.

From the fragrance of water it doth flourish, And hath made a crop as a plant.

And man hath lain down, and riseth not, Till the wearing out of the heavens they awake not, Nor are roused from their sleep.

But his flesh upon him hath pain, And his soul within him mourneth.

What is man, that he should be clean? What hath he, which is born of a woman, whereby he might be known to be righteous?

which wise men have told, and hath not been hid from their fathers:

He hath no confidence to come back out of darkness, he, being destined to the power oft the sword;

He is wandering for bread -- 'Where is it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness.

Because he hath stretched out his hand against God, And behaveth himself proudly against the Almighty;

Because he hath covered his face with his fatness, And gathered fat upon his loins;

And he hath dwelt in desolate cities, In houses which no man inhabited, Which were ready to become heaps;

Let him not put credence in vanity, He hath been deceived, For vanity is his recompence.

For the company of the profane is gloomy, And fire hath consumed tents of bribery.

But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.

He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth: Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.

I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.

His archers compass me round about; he hath wounded my loins, and not spared. My bowels hath he poured upon the ground.

He hath given me one wound upon another, and is fallen upon me like a giant.

My interpreter is my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:

My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves are for me.

He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.

Therefore hath mine eye become dim from vexation, and, my members, are like a shadow, all of them.

The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

The light hath been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished.

His memorial hath perished from the land, And he hath no name on the street.

He hath neither son nor grandson among his people, nor any remaining in the places of his sojourn.

Over his day, have they been astounded who come behind, and, them who are in advance, a shudder hath seized.