Have You not made a hedge around him, and around his house, and around all that he has on every side? You have blessed the work of his hands, and his livestock have increased in the land.

And Jehovah said to Satan, Behold, all that he has is in your power. Only do not lay your hand upon him. And Satan went forth from the presence of Jehovah.

In all this Job did not sin, nor charge God foolishly.

But he said to her, You speak as one of the foolish ones 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.

And when they lifted up their eyes afar off, and did not know him, they lifted up their voice and wept. And each one tore his robe, and they sprinkled dust upon their heads toward Heaven.

Let the day perish in which I was born, and the night which said, A man-child is conceived.

Let that day be darkness. Let not God look upon it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.

As for that night, let darkness seize upon it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year, Let it not come into the number of the months.

Lo, let that night be barren; let no joyful voice come in it.

Let the stars of its twilight be dark; let it look for light, but have none. Let it not see the eyelids of the dawn.

For it did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hide sorrow from my eyes.

Why did I not die from the womb, come from the womb and expire?

or as a hidden untimely birth I would not have been, like infants who did not see light.

the prisoners are at rest together; they hear not the voice of the slave driver.

who is waiting for death, but it comes not; and dig for it more than for treasures?

I was not in safety, nor did I have rest, nor was I quiet; yet trouble comes.

Is not your reverence your hope? Is not your hope the uprightness of your ways?

In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falls upon men,

It stood still, but I could not tell the form of it. An image was before my eyes; silence; then I heard a voice,

Is not their tent cord plucked up within them? They die, but not with wisdom.

For affliction does not come forth from the dust, nor does trouble spring up out of the ground;

They meet with darkness in the day time, and grope in the noonday as in the night.

Behold, blessed is the man whom God corrects. Therefore do not despise the chastening of the Almighty.

And it is yet my comfort; yea, I would rejoice in pain, though He did not spare me; for I have not hidden the words of the Holy One.

Is not my help in me? And is wisdom fully driven away from me?

Is there not a warfare to man on earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hireling?

When I lie down, I say, When shall I rise? But the night is long, and I am full of tossing to and fro until the dawning of the day.

Therefore I will not hold my mouth; I will speak in the trouble of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

I despise them; I will not live always; let me alone, for my days are vanity.

And why do You not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? For now I shall sleep in the dust, and You shall seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.

Shall they not teach you, and tell you, and speak words out of their heart?

While it is yet in its greenness, and not cut down, it dries out before any other herb.

He shall lean on his house, but it shall not stand; he shall hold fast to it, but it shall not endure.

If he is destroyed from his place, then it shall deny him: I have not seen you.

Behold, God will not cast away the innocent, nor will He help the evildoers,

He who removes the mountains, and they know it not, when He overturns them in His anger;

the One speaking to the sun, and it does not rise; and seals up the stars;

Behold! He goes by me, and I do not see Him; He passes on also, but I do not perceive Him.

God will not withdraw His anger; the helpers of pride stoop under Him.

Whom, though I were righteous, yet I would not answer; I seek mercy for my judgment.

If I had called and He had answered me, yet would I not believe that He had listened to my voice;

who will not allow me to take my breath, but fills me with bitterness.

Though I were perfect, yet I would not know my soul. I would despise my life.

The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He covers the faces of its judges; if it is not He, then who is it?

I am afraid of all my sorrows; I know that You will not hold me innocent.

For He is not a man, as I am, that I should answer Him, that we should come together in judgment;

Let Him take His rod away from me, and let not His fear make me afraid;

then would I speak and not fear Him; for it is not so with me.

I will say to God, Do not condemn me; make me know why You contend with me.

You know that I am not wicked; and there is none who can deliver out of Your hand.

Have You not poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?

If I sin, then You mark me, and You will not acquit me from my iniquity.

If I am wicked, woe to me; and if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, being filled with shame, and looking on my affliction.

I should have been as though I had not been; I would have been carried from the womb to the grave.

Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

before I go, and I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;

Should not the multitude of words be answered? And should a man full of talk be justified?

For He knows vain men; and when He sees wickedness, will He not search it?

if iniquity is in your hand, put it far away, and do not let wickedness dwell in your tents;

surely then you shall lift up your face without spot; yea, you shall be steadfast and shall not fear;

But I have understanding as well as you; I do not fall short of you; yes, who does not know such things as these?

who of all these does not know that the hand of Jehovah has done this?

Does not the ear try words? And does not the mouth taste its food?

Behold, He breaks down, and it can not be built up again; He shuts up a man, and no one opens.

What you know, I know also; I do not fall short of you.

Shall not His highness make you afraid, and His dread fall on you?

Though he slay me, I will not wait, but I will maintain my own ways before Him.

He also is my salvation, for an ungodly one shall not come before Him.

Only do not do two things to me; then I will not hide myself from You.

Withdraw Your hand far from me, and let not Your fear make me afraid.

He comes forth like a flower, and withers; he also flees as a shadow, and does not stand.

For there is hope of a tree, if it is cut down, that it will sprout again, and its tender branch will not cease.

so man lies down and does not rise. Till the heavens are no more, they shall not awake, nor be awakened out of their sleep.

For now You number my steps; do You not watch over my sin?

His sons come to honor, and he knows it not; they fall, but he does not mark it.

Should he reason with talk that is not useful, or with speeches which have no profit?

Your own mouth condemns you, and not I; yes, your own lips testify against you.

What do you know that we do not know, or understand that is not with us?

Behold, He puts no trust in His saints; yea, the heavens are not clean in His sight.

that which wise men have told, and have not hidden from their fathers;

He does not believe in a return from darkness, but he is awaited by the sword.

He shall not be rich, nor shall his wealth hold out, nor shall he stretch out his gain on the earth.

He shall not escape from darkness; the flame shall dry up his branches, and at the breath of his mouth he shall turn away.

Let not he being deceived trust in vanity; for vanity shall be his reward.

It shall be done before his time, and his branch shall not be green.

Though I speak, my pain is not held back, and though I forbear, in what way am I eased?

His archers hem me in; He splits my inward parts, and does not spare; He pours out my gall on the ground.

Oh earth, do not cover my blood, and let not my cry have a place.

For the years that are few will come, and I shall go the way from where I shall not return.

Are not mockeries with me? Yea, my eye rests on their insults.

For You have hidden their heart from understanding; therefore You shall not lift them up.

And now all of them, go back, and please come again; and I shall not find among you a wise man.

They set night for day; the light is near in the face of darkness.

Yes, the light of the wicked shall be put out, and the spark of his fire shall not shine.

For he is thrown into a net by his own feet, and he walks on a net.

What is not his shall dwell in his tent; brimstone shall be scattered on his home.

Surely these are the dwellings of the perverse, and this the place that has not known God.

And this, ten times you have blamed me; you are not ashamed that you have wronged me.

know now that God has overthrown me, and His net has closed on me.

Behold, I cry out, Violence! And I am not answered. I cry aloud, but there is no justice.