Because it shut not up the doors of my belly; and shall it hide the labor of mine eyes?

Being darkened because of ice, upon them the snow will be hid:

For this my thoughts will turn back, and because of my haste in me.

Because he loosed his cord and he will afflict me, and they cast off the bridle from before me.

If I shall rejoice because of the Multitude of my riches, and because my hand found much;

And against his three friends was his anger kindled, because they, found not an answer, and they will condemn Job.

Because of wrath, lest he shall remove thee with smiting, and a multitude of covering shall not turn thee away.

Wilt thou trust in him because great his strength? and wilt thou leave to him thy labor?