Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning.

With kings and counselors of the earth, who built desolate places for themselves;

Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver:

Who long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;

Who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

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

If we essay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved? but who can refrain from speaking?

Remember, I pray thee, who ever perished, being innocent? or where were the righteous cut off;

How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth?

Who doeth great things and unsearchable; wonderful things without number:

Who giveth rain upon the earth, and sendeth waters upon the fields:

To set on high those that are low: that those who mourn may be exalted to safety.

Behold, happy is the man whom God correcteth: therefore despise not thou the chastening of the Almighty:

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

Who removeth the mountains, and they know not: who overturneth them in his anger.

Who shaketh the earth out of her place, and its pillars tremble.

Who commandeth the sun, and it riseth not; and sealeth up the stars.

Who alone spreadeth out the heavens, and treadeth upon the waves of the sea.

Who maketh Arcturus, Orion, and Pleiades, and the chambers of the south.

Who doeth great things past finding out; yes, and wonders without number.

Behold, he taketh away, who can hinder him? who will say to him, What doest thou?

Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer, but I would make supplication to my judge.

If I speak of strength, lo, he is strong: and if of judgment, who shall set me a time to plead?

The earth is given into the hand of the wicked: he covereth the faces of its judges; if not, where, and who is he?

If he shall cut off, and shut up, or gather together, then who can hinder him?

But I have understanding as well as you; I am not inferior to you: yes, who knoweth not such things as these?

I am as one mocked by his neighbor, who calleth upon God, and he answereth him: the just upright man is derided.

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

Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall expire.

Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? not one.

What is man, that he should be clean? and he who is born of a woman, that he should be righteous?

How much more abominable and filthy is man, who drinketh iniquity like water?

To whom alone the earth was given, and no stranger passed among them.

He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?

And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who will see it?

All my intimate friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.

Whom I shall see for myself, and my eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.

Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: they who have seen him shall say, Where is he?

Who shall declare his way to his face? and who shall repay him what he hath done?

Who were cut down out of time, whose foundation was overflowed with a flood!

Who said to God, depart from us: and what can the Almighty do for them!

But he is in one mind, and who can turn him? and what his soul desireth, even that he doeth.

Who make oil within their walls, and tread their wine-presses, and suffer thirst.

Drouth and heat consume the snow-waters: so doth the grave those who have sinned.

And if it is not so now, who will make me a liar, and make my speech of no worth?

Is there any number of his armies? and upon whom doth not his light arise?

How much less man, that is a worm; and the son of man, who is a worm?

To whom hast thou uttered words? and whose spirit came from thee?

Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion is heard of him? but the thunder of his power who can understand?

As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty who hath afflicted my soul;

Yes, to what might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age had perished?

Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their food.

What man is like Job, who drinketh up scorning like water?

Who goeth in company with the workers of iniquity, and walketh with wicked men.

Who hath given him a charge over the earth? or who hath disposed the whole world?

When he giveth quietness, who then can make trouble? and when he hideth his face, who then can behold him? whether it be done against a nation, or against a man only:

But none saith, Where is God my maker, who giveth songs in the night;

Who teacheth us more than the beasts of the earth, and maketh us wiser than the fowls of heaven?

Behold, God exalteth by his power: who teacheth like him?

Who hath enjoined him his way? or who can say, Thou hast wrought iniquity?

Dost thou know the balancings of the clouds, the wondrous works of him who is perfect in knowledge?

Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge?

Who hath laid the measures of it, if thou knowest? or who hath stretched the line upon it?

Upon what are the foundations of it fastened? or who laid its corner stone;

Or who shut up the sea with doors, when it broke forth, as if it had issued out of the womb?

Who hath divided a watercourse for the overflowing of waters, or a way for the lightning of thunder;

Hath the rain a father? or who hath begotten the drops of the dew?

Out of whose womb came the ice? and the hoary frost of heaven, who hath gendered it?

Who hath put wisdom in the inward parts? or who hath given understanding to the heart?

Who can number the clouds in wisdom? or who can stay the bottles of heaven,

Who provideth for the raven his food? when his young ones cry to God, they wander for want of food.

Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?

None is so fierce that he dare rouse him: who then is able to stand before me?

Who hath first benefited me, that I should repay him? whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.

Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?

Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible around.

Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.

Who is he that hideth counsel without knowledge? therefore have I uttered that which I understood not; things too wonderful for me, which I knew not.