Then Job stood up, tore his robe, shaved his head, fell to the ground, bowed very low,

and sat with Job on the ground for a full week without saying a word, since they could see the great extent of his anguish.

"The lioness may roar, and the lion cub may growl; but even the ivory teeth of the full grown lion are broken.

Full grown lions die when they cannot find prey; that's when the lion cubs are scattered.

A fear fell upon me, along with trembling that caused all my bones to shake in terror.

For wrath will slay a fool; zealous anger will kill the naive.

"I myself saw a fool becoming established, but I suddenly cursed where he lived.

He will soon fill your mouth with laughter, and your lips will shout with joy.

But what the wicked look for will fail; their way of escape will be taken away from them; their only hope is to take their final breath."

Human beings born by women are short-lived and full of trouble.

"Mountains fall and crumble; rocks are dislodged from their places.

"Should a wise person respond with knowledge based on wind? Should he fill his stomach with a wind storm from the east?

crying for him to arbitrate between this man and God; as a human being does with his fellow neighbor.

Now as for the one who testifies against his friends to take their property, even the eyes of his children will fail.

He is starved for strength; and is ripe for a fall.

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

"It will come about that, when he has filled himself to the full, God will vent his burning anger on him; he will pour it out on him and on his body.

Their bull breeds without fail, and their cows calve without miscarriages.

"How often do the wicked have their lights put out? Does calamity ever fall on them? Will God in his anger ever apportion their destruction?

Such persons will die in their full vigor, completely prosperous and secure.

The runoff from the streams will seem sweet to him; everyone will follow after him; countless crows march ahead of him.

I would lay out my case before him; and fill my mouth with arguments.

What counsel you provide to the fool! What insight you provide so abundantly!

He has enclosed the face of the full moon and spread his clouds over it.

"Now, I've become the object of their mocking melodies; I'm nothing but a fool's proverb to them!

then let my arm fall from its socket; and may my arm be torn off at the shoulder.

My insides feel like unvented wine, like it's about to burst like a new wineskin.

Can one say to a king, "You're vile!' or to nobles, "You're wicked!'?

Oh, how Job needs to be given a full court trial, as a rebuke to those who practice evil,

For he says to the snow, "Fall to the earth.' He tells the rain, "Pour down,' then it rains profusely.

Can you bind the ox to plow a furrow with a rope? Will he harrow after you in the valley?

He paws the ground in the valley and rejoices in his strength; he goes out to face weapons.

Will you fill his flesh with harpoons, or his head with lances?

There is no flaw in his body's armor; it is firmly fixed on him and unbreachable.

Arrows won't make him flee; stones from a sling are only pebbles to him.

Then Job died at an old age, having lived a full life.