He will fly away like a dream, and they will not find him, and he will be chased away like a vision of [the] night.

Though his bones were full of youthful vigor; yet they will lie down with him in the dust.

The increase of his house shall depart. They shall rush away in the day of his wrath.

Why do the wicked live? They grow old and become mighty in power.

Their children are established while they are still alive,
and their descendants, before their eyes.

They send forth their little ones like a flock, and their children dance.

They sing to the tambourine and harp, and rejoice at the sound of the flute.

They spend their days in wealth, and in a moment go down to the grave.

Therefore they say unto God, Depart from us; for we desire not the knowledge of your ways.

They are as stubble before the wind, and as chaff that the storm carries away.

And though God save their children from such sorrow, yet will he so reward themselves, that they shall know it.

Their own destruction and misery shall they see with their eyes, and drink of the fearful wrath of the Almighty.

What will they care for their household after them, when the number of his months comes to an end?"

They shall lie down alike in the dust, and the worms shall cover them.

That the wicked are reserved to the day of destruction? they shall be brought forth to the day of wrath.

[The] clods of [the] valley are sweet to him; everyone will follow after him, and {before} him {they are innumerable}.

Is not God in the height of heaven? and behold the height of the stars, how high they are!

They were snatched away before their time,
and their foundations were washed away by a river.

They were the ones who said to God, “Leave us alone!”
and “What can the Almighty do to us?”

[The] righteous see, and they rejoice, but [the] innocent [one] mocks at them.

“Surely our opponents are destroyed,
and fire has consumed what they left behind.”

When they are humiliated, {you say}, '[It is] pride,' for he saves {the humble}.

Why, seeing times are not hidden from the Almighty, do they that know him not see his days?

Some remove the landmarks; they violently take away flocks, and feed on them.

They drive away the donkey of the fatherless, they take the widow's ox for a pledge.

They drive the needy off the road: the poor of the earth hide themselves together.

Behold, as wild donkeys in the desert, go they forth to their work; rising early for a prey: the wilderness yields food for them and for their children.

They reap every one his grain in the field: and they gather the vineyard of the wicked.

They cause the naked to lodge without clothing, that they have no covering in the cold.

They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for want of a shelter.

They pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge from the poor.

They cause him to go naked without clothing, and they take away the sheaves from the hungry;

Between their terraces they press out oil; they tread [the] presses, but they are thirsty.

Out of the city - out of the houses, they make outcry. and, the soul of the wounded, calleth for help, and, GOD, doth not regard it as foolish.

They are of those that rebel against the light; they know not its ways, nor abide in its paths.

Timely in the morning do they arise, to murder the simple and poor, and in the night they go a stealing.

In the dark they dig through houses, which they had marked for themselves in the daytime: they know not the light.

For the morning is to them even as the shadow of death: if one recognizes them, they are in the terrors of the shadow of death.

They are swift as the waters; their portion is cursed in the earth: no one turns into the way of the vineyards.

O that they, for the wickedness which they have done, were drawn to the hell, sooner than snow melteth at the heat.

The womb forgets them;
worms feed on them;
they are remembered no more.
So injustice is broken like a tree.

They prey on the childless woman who is unable to conceive,
and do not deal kindly with the widow.

Yet God drags away the mighty by His power;
when He rises up, they have no assurance of life.

God gives them security, and they rest in it. His eyes are on their ways.

They are exalted for a little while, but are gone and brought low; they are taken out of the way as all others, and cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.

They that are deceased tremble Beneath the waters and the inhabitants thereof.

yea, and all they which dwell beneath in the hell are not hid from him, and the very destruction itself cannot be kept out of his sight.

"[The] pillars of heaven tremble, and they are astounded at his rebuke.

This is the portion of wicked man with God, And the inheritance of terrible ones From the Mighty they receive.

Even if his children increase, they are destined for the sword;
his descendants will never have enough food.

Look, whom he leaveth behind him, they shall die and be buried, and no man shall have pity of his widows.

Then clap men their hands at him, yea and jest of him, when they look upon his place.

Surely there is for silver a source, And a place for the gold they refine;

Mankind limits the darkness as they search the deepest depths for ore in unfathomable darkness.

A stream hath broken out from a sojourner, Those forgotten of the foot, They were low, from man they wandered.

He bindeth the streams that they drip not, and what is hidden he bringeth forth to light.

God understands how to get there; he knows where they live.

When I went through the city unto the gate, and when they set me a chair in the street;

Seen me have youths, and they, been hidden, And the aged have risen -- they stood up.

Princes have kept in words, And a hand they place on their mouth.

When they heard me, they blessed me,
and when they saw me, they spoke well of me.

To me they have hearkened, Yea, they wait, and are silent for my counsel.

After my word they change not, And on them doth my speech drop,

And they wait as for rain for me, And their mouth they have opened wide As for the latter rain.

I laugh unto them -- they give no credence, And the light of my face cause not to fall.

When I agreed unto their way, I was the chief, and sat as a king among his servants; and when they were in heaviness, I was their comforter.

But now they that are younger than I hold me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.

“Indeed, how could the strength of their hands profit me?
Vigor had perished from them.

From want and famine they are gaunt; fleeing of late into the wilderness, desolate and waste.

They are picking salt herbs, the leaves of bushes, and [the] roots of broom trees to warm themselves.

From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),

{so that they dwell} [in] holes of [the] ground and [in the] rocks.

Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.

Sons of folly -- even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.

They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.

Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.

On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.

They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, 'He hath no helper.'

As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.

Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my honor as the wind: and my welfare passes away as a cloud.

The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.

By their great force they have become my raiment; they bind me about as the collar of my coat.

Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.

My bowels are in turmoil, and they are not still; days of misery come to confront me.

If I did despise the cause of my manservant or of my maidservant, when they contended with me;

If I have refused to give the poor what they desired, or caused the eyes of the widow to fail,

Yet they of mine own household say, 'Who shall let us to have our belly full of his flesh?'

and against his three friends hath his anger burned, because that they have not found an answer, and condemn Job.

And Elihu hath waited earnestly beside Job with words, for they are older than he in days.

(They have broken down, They have not answered again, They removed from themselves words.

And I have waited, but they do not speak, For they have stood still, They have not answered any more.)

My words shall utter the uprightness of my heart. That which my lips know they shall speak sincerely.

In a dream, a vision in the night,
when deep sleep falls on people
as they slumber on their beds,

Then he makes his secrets clear to men, so that they are full of fear at what they see;

His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!

How much less to him that regards not the persons of princes, nor regards the rich more than the poor? for they all are the work of his hands.

In a moment they die, and at midnight Shake do people, and they pass away, And they remove the mighty without hand.

He won't examine mankind further, that they would go before God to judgment.

Therefore He knoweth their works, And He hath overturned by night, And they are bruised.

They that were in the stead of Seers, dealt like ungodly men.