Who long for death, and it cometh not, and dig for it more than for hidden treasures;

Shall mortal man be more just than +God? Shall a man be purer than his Maker?

How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed as the moth!

Remember thou that my life is wind; mine eye shall no more see good.

The eye of him that hath seen me shall behold me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.

He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him again.

Doth the papyrus shoot up without mire? doth the reed-grass grow without water?

They that hate thee shall be clothed with shame, and the tent of the wicked be no more.

Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, your bulwarks are bulwarks of mire.

So man lieth down, and riseth not again; till the heavens be no more, they do not awake, nor are raised out of their sleep.

The eye which saw him shall see him not again; and his place beholdeth him no more.

His sides are full of fat, and the marrow of his bones is moistened;

Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have laid up the words of his mouth more than the purpose of my own heart.

The womb forgetteth him; the worm feedeth sweetly on him: he shall be no more remembered; and unrighteousness is broken as a tree, --

They are exalted for a little, and are no more; they are laid low; like all other are they gathered, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of corn.

He lieth down rich, but will do so no more; he openeth his eyes, and he is not.

Corals and crystal are no more remembered; yea, the acquisition of wisdom is above rubies.

They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, without any to help them;

He hath cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.

They were amazed, they answered no more; words failed them.

And I waited, for they spoke not, but stood still, and answered no more; --

How then to him that accepteth not the persons of princes, nor regardeth the rich man more than the poor? for they are all the work of his hands.

What I see not, teach thou me; if I have done wrong, I will do so no more?

Thinkest thou this to be right, that thou saidst, My righteousness is more than God's?

For thou hast asked of what profit it is unto thee: what do I gain more than if I had sinned?

Who teacheth us more than the beasts of the earth, and maketh us wiser than the fowl of the heavens?

Lay thy hand upon him; remember the battle, do no more!

His under parts are sharp potsherds: he spreadeth a threshing-sledge upon the mire.

And Jehovah blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning; and he had fourteen thousand sheep, and six thousand camels, and a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she-asses.