Why did death not take me when I came out of my mother's body, why did I not, when I came out, give up my last breath?

Who are glad with great joy, and full of delight when they come to their last resting-place;

To the formerly successful man who lost his way in life, and God fenced him in?

You will come to your last resting-place in full strength, as the grain is taken up to the crushing-floor in its time.

At least I could still take comfort and rejoice in unceasing anguish, for I didn't conceal what the Holy One has to say.

“For the despairing man there should be kindness from his friend;
So that he does not abandon (turn away from) the fear of the Almighty.

Turn aside do the paths of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost.

“He trusts in his house, but it does not stand;
He holds tightly to it, but it does not endure.

Why then did you make me come out of my mother's body? It would have been better for me to have taken my last breath, and for no eye to have seen me,

And for me to have been as if I had not been; to have been taken from my mother's body straight to my last resting-place.

And thou hast trusted because their is hope, And searched -- in confidence thou liest down,

But [the] eyes of [the] wicked will fail; and refuge will be lost to them, and their hope [is] {to breathe their last breath}."

I wish you'd all just shut up. Then at least you would appear to be wise.

Even though he kills me, I'll continue to hope in him. At least I'll be able to argue my case to his face!

Who is it that shall contend with me? For, now, if I should hold my peace, why! I should breathe my last!

For thou layest sharply to my charge, and punisheth me, for the sins of my youth.

Like a flower he comes up, and he withers away; and he flees like a shadow, but he does not last.

“But [the brave, strong] man must die and lie face down;
Man breathes his last, and where is he?

So man goes down to his last resting-place and comes not again: till the heavens come to an end, they will not be awake or come out of their sleep.

The mountains fall away at the last, the rocks are removed out of their place;

He will not become rich, nor will his wealth endure;
And his grain will not bend to the earth nor his possessions be extended on the earth.

Even if I speak, my suffering is not relieved,
and if I hold back, what have I lost?

My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.

then at least you must know that God has accused me of wrong, and trapped me with his net."

But as for me I know that my Redeemer liveth, And at last he will stand up upon the earth:

yet he perisheth at the last, like dung. Insomuch that they which have seen him, say, 'Where is he?'

"Since his appetite won't quit; he won't let anything escape his lust.

Nothing is left for him to consume;
therefore, his prosperity will not last.

He is taken to his last resting-place, and keeps watch over it.

Far be it from me! that I should justify, you, - Even until I breathe my last, will I not let go mine integrity from me:

“He builds his house like a spider’s web,
Like a (temporary) hut which a watchman makes.

He goes to rest full of wealth, but does so for the last time: on opening his eyes, he sees it there no longer.

He that should have been lost, gave me a good word, and the widow's heart praised me.

I laughed at them - they lost confidence, and, the light of my countenance, they suffered not to fail;

Even the strength of their hands, wherefore was it mine? Upon them, vigour was lost;

If I have eaten its fruits without paying for them,
Or have caused its [rightful] owners to lose their lives,

Lest ye should say, We have found out wisdom: God thrusteth him down, not man.

But if you have nothing to say, then at least listen to me! Be quiet and learn some wisdom from me."

That the hypocrite reign not, lest the people be ensnared.

But, if they would not hearken, by a weapon, should they pass away, and breathe their last, no one knowing.

Because there is wrath, beware lest he take thee away with his stroke: then a great ransom cannot deliver thee.

Knowest thou the time when the wild goats bring forth their young among the stony rocks? Or layest thou wait when the hinds use to fawn?

Therefore take unto you now seven bullocks and seven rams, and go to my servant Job, and offer up for yourselves a burnt offering; and my servant Job shall pray for you: for him will I accept: lest I deal with you after your folly, in that ye have not spoken of me the thing which is right, like my servant Job.

So the Lord restored what Job had lost after he prayed for his friends, and the Lord doubled all that had belonged to Job.