but let it be stained with darkness, and the shadow of death. Let the dim cloud fall upon it, and let it be lapped in with sorrow.

As the princes that have great substance of gold, and their houses full of silver.

and search for it more than for treasure. Which also would be exceedingly glad, and rejoice if they found their grave.

For if thou fasten thine eyes upon me, I come to naught like as a cloud is consumed and vanisheth away. Even so, he that goeth down to hell, cometh no more up,

A vain body exalteth himself, and man, newborn, is like a wild ass's colt.

I could speak as ye do also. But would God, that your soul were in my soul's stead: then should I heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.

His belly could never be filled; therefore shall he perish in his covetousness.

He shall give thee a harvest, which in plenty and abundance shall exceed the dust of the earth, and the gold of Ophir like river stones.

But as for my way, he knoweth it: and tryeth me as the gold in the fire.

Thus can I not get out of darkness, the cloud hath so covered my face.

They are the cause that so many men are naked and bare, having no clothes to cover them and keep them from cold;

He bindeth the water in his clouds, and the cloud is not broken under them.

There are places were silver is molten, and where gold is tried;

There is found a place, whose stones are clean Sapphires, and where the clots of the earth are gold.

She cannot be gotten for the most fine gold, neither may the price of her be bought with any money.

No wedges of gold of Ophir, no precious Onyx stones, no Sapphire may be compared unto her.

No, neither gold nor Crystal, neither sweet odours nor golden plate.

"Fearfulness is turned against me. Mine honour vanisheth away more swiftly than wind, and my prosperity departeth hence like as it were a cloud.

"Have I put my trust in gold? Or, have I said to the finest gold of all, 'Thou art my confidence?'

Have I ever rejoiced at the hurt of mine enemy? Or was I ever glad, that any harm happened to him? Oh no.

Yea, when I had diligently pondered what ye said, I found not one of you that made any good argument against Job, or that directly could make answer unto his words,

For they where so abashed that they could not make answer, nor speak one word.

Out of the south cometh the tempest, and cold out of the north.

Gold is brought out of the North, but the praise and honour of God's fear cometh from God himself.

He treadeth the gold in the mire like the sharp potsherds.

And then came there unto him all his brethren, all his sisters, with all them that had been of his acquaintance afore, and ate bread with him in his house: wondering at him, and comforting him over all the trouble that the LORD had brought upon him. Every man gave him a sheep and a Jewel of gold.