And there were born unto him seven sons and three daughters.

And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Hast thou applied thy heart unto my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a man blameless and upright, one revering God and avoiding evil?

Hast not, thou thyself, made a hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath, on every side? The work of his hands, thou hast blessed, and, his substance, hath broken forth in the land.

And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Hast thou applied thy heart unto my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a man blameless and upright, one who revereth God, and avoideth evil; and still he is holding fast his integrity, although thou movedst me against him, to swallow him up without cause.

And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Behold him! in thy hand, - only, his life, preserve thou!

And he took him a potsherd, to scrape himself therewith; he being seated in the midst of ashes.

Then said his wife unto him, Art thou still holding fast thine integrity? Curse God, and die!

Now when the three friends of Job heard of all this misfortune which had befallen him, - they came, every man from his own place, Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite, - for they had by appointment met together to come to shew sympathy with him, and to comfort him.

And, when they lifted up their eyes afar off, and knew him not, they lifted up their voice, and wept - and rent, every one his robe, and sprinkled dust upon their heads, toward the heavens.

And they sat with him upon the ground, seven days and seven nights, - and none was speaking unto him a word, for they saw that, exceeding great, was the stinging pain.

To a man, whose way is concealed, And GOD hath straitly enclosed him?

Him that was stumbling, have thy words raised up, and, sinking knees, hast thou strengthened.

For, now, ye have come to him, ye see something fearful, and fear.

He shall not return again to his house, and his own place shall be acquainted with him no more.

What is a mortal, that thou shouldst nurture him? Or that thou shouldst fix upon him thy mind?

That thou shouldst inspect him morning by morning, moment by moment, shouldst test him?

Though, thy children, sinned against him, and he delivered them into the hand of their transgression,

If one destroy him out of his place, then will it disown him saying - I have not seen thee.

If he choose to contend with him, he cannot answer him, one of a thousand:

Wise in heart, and alert in vigour, What man hath hardened himself against him, and prospered!

Lo! he cometh upon me, yet can I not see him, Yea he passeth on, yet can I not discern him.

Lo! he snatcheth away, who can bring it back? Who shall say unto him, What wouldst thou do?

As for GOD, if he withdraw not his anger, under him, will have submitted themselves - the proud helpers.

How much less that, I, should answer him, should choose my words with him?

If it regardeth vigour, bold is he! If justice, who could summon him?

Let him take from off me his rod, and, his terror, let it not startle me:

I could speak, and not be afraid of him, although, not so, am, I, in myself!

If he sweep on, or shut up, or call together, Who then shall hinder him?

For, he, knoweth men of falsity, and seeth iniquity, and him that doth not diligently consider.

If, thou, hast prepared thy heart, and wilt spread forth, unto him, thy hands -

A laughing-stock to one's neighbour, do I become, one who hath called upon GOD and he hath answered him! A laughing-stock - a righteous man without blame!

At peace are the tents that belong to the spoilers, and there is security to them who provoke GOD, To him who bringeth a god in his hand.

With Him, are wisdom and strength, to Him, pertain counsel and understanding.

With Him, is strength and effective wisdom, to Him, belong he that erreth, and he that causeth to err.

Is it, for God, ye would speak perversely? And, for him, would ye speak deceit:

Even, for him, would ye be partial? Or, for GOD, would ye so plead?

Would it be well, when he searched you out? Or, as one might jest with a mortal, would ye jest, with him?

Shall not, his majesty, overwhelm you? and, the dread of him, fall upon you?

Lo! he may slay me, yet , for him, will I wait, - Nevertheless, my ways - unto his face, will I show to be right:

And yet upon such a one as this, hast thou opened thine eye? And, him, wouldst thou bring into judgment with thee?

If determined am his days, the number of his months, is with thee, Fixed times for him, thou hast appointed and he cannot go beyond.

Look sway from him, that he may rest, Till he shall pay off, as a hireling, his day.

Thou dost overpower him utterly, and he departeth, Disfiguring his face, so, hast thou sent him away.

A noise of dreadful things, is in his ears, In prosperity, the destroyer cometh upon him;

Distress and anguish shall startle him, It shall overpower him, like a king ready for the onset:

He used to run against him with uplifted neck, with the stout bosses of his bucklers;

Let no one trust in him that - by vanity - is deceived, for, vanity, shall be his recompense;

GOD doth abandon me to him that is perverse, and, into the hands of the lawless, he throweth me headlong.

The light, hath darkened in his tent, Yea, his lamp above him, goeth out;

The steppings of his strength are hemmed in, and his own counsel casteth him down;

There catcheth him - by the heel - a gin, there holdeth him fast - a noose:

Concealed in the ground is a cord for him, - and a snare for him, on the path.

Round about, terrors have startled him, and have driven him to his feet.

Uprooted, out of his tent, be his confidence, and let it drive him down to the king of terrors;

His memorial, have perished out of the land, and let him have no name over the face of the open field;

Let them thrust him out of light into darkness, Yea, out of the world, let them chase him;

Let him have neither scion nor seed among his people, neither any survivor in his place of sojourn:

Surely, these, are the dwellings of him that is perverse, and, this, is the place of him that knoweth not GOD.

Yea he hath kindled against me his anger, and accounted me towards him like unto his adversaries;

To mine own servant, I called, and he would not answer, With mine own mouth, I kept entreating him;

Surely ye should say - Why should we persecute him? seeing, the root of the matter, is found in me.

Like his own stubble, shall he utterly perish, They who had seen him, shall say, Where is he?

Like a dream, shall he fly away, and they shall not find him, yea he shall be chased away, as a vision of the night.

The eye that hath scanned him, shall not do it again, neither, any more, shall his place behold him:

His bones, are full of youthful vigour, yet, with him - in the dust, shall it lie down.

His food, in his stomach, is changed, the gall of adders, within him!

The poison of adders, shall he suck, The tongue of the viper shall slay him;

Let him not see in the channels the flowings of torrents of honey and milk.

When his abundance is gone, he shall be in straits, All the power of distress, shall come upon him.

It shall be that, to fill his belly, he will thrust at him the glow of his anger, and rain it upon him for his punishment.

He shall flee from the armour of iron, - There shall pierce him, a bow of bronze!

He hath drawn it out, and it hath come forth out of his back, - yea the flashing arrow-head, out of his gall, There shall march on him - terrors:

The heavens shall reveal his iniquity, and, the earth, be rising up against him:

This, is the portion of the lawless man, from God, and the inheritance decreed him from the Mighty One.

What is the Almighty, that we should serve him? Or what shall we profit, that we should urge him?

Shall, GOD, reserve, for his children, his sorrow? Let him recompense him so that he may know it;

For what shall be his pleasure in his house after him, when, the number of his months, is cut in twain?

Who can declare - to his face - his way? And, what, he, hath done, who shall recompense to him?

Pleasant to him are the mounds of the torrent-bed, - and, after him, doth every man march, as, before him, there were without number.

A man of might, to him, pertaineth the land, and, the favorite, dwelleth therein:

Dark clouds, are a veil to him, and he cannot see, or, the vault of the heavens, doth he walk?

Shew thyself to be one with him - I pray thee - and prosper, thereby, shall there come on thee blessing.

Thou shalt make entreaty unto him, and he will hear thee, and, thy vows, shalt thou pay;

When men cast themselves down, then thou shalt say: Up! And, him that is of downcast eyes, shall he save;

Oh that I knew where I might find him! I would come even unto his dwelling-place;

I would set out, before him, a plea, and, my mouth, would I fill with arguments;

There an upright man, might reason with him, so should I deliver myself completely from my judge.

Behold! eastward, I go, but he is not there, and, westward, but I perceive him not;

On the north, where he worketh, but I get no vision, He hideth himself on the south that I cannot see him.

But, he, is one, and who can turn him? What his soul desired, he hath done.

For this cause, from his presence, am I driven in fear, I diligently consider and am kept back from him in dread:

Maternal love shall forget him, the worm shall find him sweet, No more shall he be remembered, but perversity shall be shivered like a tree.

It is given him to be secure, and confident, yet, his eyes, are upon their ways.

Dominion and dread, are with him, who causeth prosperity among his lofty ones;

Naked is hades before him, and there is no covering to destruction;

Lo! these, are the fringes of his way, and what a whisper of a word hath been heard of him! But, the thunder of his might, who could understand?

His outcry, will GOD hear, when there cometh upon him distress?

There shall reach him - like waters - terrors, By night, a storm-wind hath stolen him away;

An east wind shall lift him up, and he shall depart, and it shall sweep him away out of his place;

And He will cast upon him and not spare, Out of his hand, shall he, swiftly flee;