And he saith unto her, 'As one of the foolish women speaketh, thou speakest; yea, the good we receive from God, and the evil we do not receive.' In all this Job hath not sinned with his lips.

And three of the friends of Job hear of all this evil that hath come upon him, and they come in each from his place -- Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite -- and they are met together to come in to bemoan him, and to comfort him;

And a spirit before my face doth pass, Stand up doth the hair of my flesh;

It standeth, and I discern not its aspect, A similitude is over-against mine eyes, Silence! and a voice I hear:

And there is hope to the poor, And perverseness hath shut her mouth.

Hear, I pray you, my argument, And to the pleadings of my lips attend,

Hear ye diligently my word, And my declaration with your ears.

Of the secret counsel of God dost thou hear? And withdrawest thou unto thee wisdom?

The chastisement of my shame I hear, And the spirit of mine understanding Doth cause me to answer:

Hear ye diligently my word, And this is your consolation.

Thou dost make supplication unto Him, And He doth hear thee, And thy vows thou completest.

His cry doth God hear, When distress cometh on him?

Grind to another let my wife, And over her let others bend.

And yet, I pray thee, O Job, Hear my speech and to all my words give ear.

Surely -- thou hast said in mine ears, And the sounds of words I hear:

Hear, O wise men, my words, And, O knowing ones, give ear to me.

And if there is understanding, hear this, Give ear to the voice of my words.

Behold attentively the heavens -- and see, And behold the clouds, They have been higher than thou.

Surely vanity God doth not hear, And the Mighty doth not behold it.

If they do hear and serve, They complete their days in good, And their years in pleasantness.

Hear this, O Job, Stand and consider the wonders of God.

From whose belly came forth the ice? And the hoar-frost of the heavens, Who hath begotten it?

Dost thou bring out Mazzaroth in its season? And Aysh for her sons dost thou comfort?

Dost thou bind a Reem in a furrow with his thick band? Doth he harrow valleys after thee?

For she leaveth on the earth her eggs, And on the dust she doth warm them,

Her young ones it hath hardened without her, In vain is her labour without fear.

For God hath caused her to forget wisdom, And He hath not given a portion To her in understanding:

Hear, I pray thee, and I -- I do speak, I ask thee, and cause thou me to know.'