But he said to her, "You speak as one of the foolish women would speak. What? Shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil?" In all this Job did not sin with his lips.

There the prisoners are at ease together. They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.

Then a spirit passed before my face. The hair of my flesh stood up.

So the poor has hope, and injustice shuts her mouth.

Look this, we have searched it, so it is. Hear it, and know it for your good."

Hear now my reasoning. Listen to the pleadings of my lips.

Hear diligently my speech. Let my declaration be in your ears.

You shall make your prayer to him, and he will hear you. You shall pay your vows.

Behold, these are but the outskirts of his ways. How small a whisper do we hear of him. But the thunder of his power who can understand?"

Will God hear his cry when trouble comes on him?

then let my wife grind for another, and let others sleep with her.

(no, from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, her have I guided from my mother's womb);

oh that I had one to hear me. (behold, here is my signature, let Shaddai answer me); let the accuser write my indictment.

"However, Job, Please hear my speech, and listen to all my words.

"Hear my words, you wise men. Give ear to me, you who have knowledge.

"If now you have understanding, hear this. Listen to the voice of my words.

Look to the heavens, and see. See the skies, which are higher than you.

Surely God will not hear an empty cry, neither will Shaddai regard it.

Hear, oh, hear the noise of his voice, the sound that goes out of his mouth.

and said, 'Here you may come, but no further. Here your proud waves shall be stayed?'

Can you lead forth the constellations in their season? Or can you guide the Bear with her cubs?

Can you send forth lightnings, that they may go? Do they report to you, 'Here we are?'

He scorns the tumult of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver.

For she leaves her eggs on the earth, warms them in the dust,

She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,

because God has deprived her of wisdom, neither has he imparted to her understanding.

"Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, and stretches her wings toward the south?

He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.