And Job riseth, and rendeth his robe, and shaveth his head, and falleth to the earth, and doth obeisance,

Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.

Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.

When the tongue scourgeth thou art hid, And thou art not afraid of destruction, When it cometh.

That are black because of ice, By them doth snow hide itself.

By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.

Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear to my voice.

If I have done wickedly -- woe to me, And righteously -- I lift not up my head, Full of shame -- then see my affliction,

As I had not been, I am, From the belly to the grave I am brought,

And yet, O that God had spoken! And doth open His lips with thee.

Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?

O that in Sheol Thou wouldest conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.

Which the wise declare -- And have not hid -- from their fathers.

I also, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul's stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head.

Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.

Though his excellency go up to the heavens, And his head against a cloud he strike --

Though he doth sweeten evil in his mouth, Doth hide it under his tongue,

All darkness is hid for his treasures, Consume him doth a fire not blown, Broken is the remnant in his tent.

O that I had known -- and I find Him, I come in unto His seat,

They turn aside the needy from the way, Together have hid the poor of the earth.

Drought -- also heat -- consume snow-waters, Sheol those who have sinned.

High they were for a little, and they are not, And they have been brought low. As all others they are shut up, And as the head of an ear of corn cut off.

I shew you by the hand of God, That which is with the Mighty I hide not.

It hath been hid from the eyes of all living. And from the fowl of the heavens It hath been hidden.

In His causing His lamp to shine on my head, By His light I walk through darkness.

I choose their way, and sit head, And I dwell as a king in a troop, When mourners he doth comfort.

My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,

It also is a judicial iniquity, For I had lied to God above.

If not -- say ye, O men of my tent, 'O that we had of his flesh, we are not satisfied.'

If I have covered as Adam my transgressions, To hide in my bosom mine iniquity,

Take heed -- do not turn unto iniquity, For on this thou hast fixed Rather than on affliction.

Hide them in the dust together, Their faces bind in secret.

Dost thou fill with barbed irons his skin? And with fish-spears his head?

And come unto him do all his brethren, and all his sisters, and all his former acquaintances, and they eat bread with him in his house, and bemoan him, and comfort him concerning all the evil that Jehovah had brought upon him, and they gave to him each one kesitah, and each one ring of gold.