But put forth your hand now, and touch all that he has, and he will curse you to your face.

And the LORD said unto Satan, Behold, all that he has is in your power; only upon himself put not forth your hand. So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD.

But put forth your hand now, and touch his bone and his flesh, and he will curse you to your face.

And the LORD said unto Satan, Behold, he is in your hand; but spare his life.

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

Let the stars of its twilight be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day:

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

If we venture to converse with you, will you be grieved? but who can withhold himself from speaking?

But now it is come upon you, and you faint; it touches you, and you are troubled.

It stood still, but I could not discern its form: an image was before my eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying,

Behold, he put no trust in his servants; and his angels he charged with folly:

I have seen the foolish taking root: but suddenly I cursed his habitation.

But he saves the poor from the sword, from their mouth, and from the hand of the mighty.

But Job answered and said,

How forceful are right words! but what does your arguing prove?

Yea, you overwhelm the fatherless, and you dig a pit for your friend.

When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;

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

(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow:)

He shall lean upon his house, but it shall not stand: he shall hold it fast, but it shall not endure.

I know it is so of a truth: but how should man be just before God?

Lo, he goes by me, and I see him not: he passes on also, but I perceive him not.

For, though I were righteous, yet could I not answer, but I would make supplication to my judge.

He will not permit me to take my breath, but fills me with bitterness.

Then would I speak, and not fear him; but it is not so with me.

But oh that God would speak, and open his lips against you;

If iniquity be in your hand, put it far away, and let not wickedness dwell in your tents.

But the eyes of the wicked shall fail, and they shall not escape, and their hope shall be as one dying.

But I have understanding as well as you; I am not inferior to you: yea, who knows not such things as these?

But ask now the beasts, and they shall teach you; and the fowls of the air, and they shall tell you:

But you are forgers of lies, you are all physicians of no value.

Why do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?

Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will defend my own ways before him.

You put my feet also in the stocks, and watch closely all my paths; you set a bound to the soles of my feet.

Yet at the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth branches like a plant.

But man dies, and wastes away: yea, man expires, and where is he?

His sons come to honor, and he knows it not; and they are brought low, but he perceives it not of them.

But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.

But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would relieve your grief.

But now he has made me weary: you have made desolate all my company.

I was at ease, but he has broken me asunder: he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.

My friends scorn me: but my eye pours out tears unto God.

But as for you all, do you return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.

If I wait, the grave is my house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

They shall go down to the gates of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.

Yea, the light of the wicked shall be put out, and the flame of his fire shall not shine.

The light shall be dark in his tent, and his lamp shall be put out with him.

Behold, I cry out concerning wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no justice.

He has put my brethren far from me, and my acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.

But you should say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?

That the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment?

Though he spare it, and forsake it not; but keep it still within his mouth:

But Job answered and said,

How often is the lamp of the wicked put out! and how often comes their destruction upon them! God distributes sorrows in his anger.

But as for the mighty man, he had the earth; and the honorable man dwelt in it.

Yet he filled their houses with good things: but the counsel of the wicked is far from me.

Surely our substance is not cut down, but the remnant of them the fire consumes.

If you return to the Almighty, you shall be built up, you shall put away iniquity far from your tents.

Will he plead against me with his great power? No; but he would put strength in me.

Behold, I go forward, but he is not there; and backward, but I cannot perceive him:

On the left hand, where he does work, but I cannot behold him: he hides himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him:

But he knows the way that I take: when he has tested me, I shall come forth as gold.

But he is of one mind, and who can turn him? and what his soul desires, even that he does.

He draws also the mighty with his power: he rises up, but no man is sure of life.

They are exalted for a little while, but are gone and brought low; they are taken out of the way as all others, and cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.

But Job answered and said,

Lo, these are only parts of his ways: and how little a whisper is heard of him? but the thunder of his power who can understand?

He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.

The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he opens his eyes, and he is not.

As for the earth, out of it comes bread: but under it is turned up as it were fire.

But where shall wisdom be found? and where is the place of understanding?

I put on righteousness, and it clothed me: my justice was as a robe and a turban.

But now they that are younger than I hold me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.

I went mourning but not in the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.

The stranger did not lodge in the street: but I opened my doors to the traveler.

But there is a spirit in man: and the inspiration of the Almighty gives him understanding.

When I had waited, (for they spoke not, but stood still, and answered no more;)

In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls upon men, in slumberings upon the bed;

He keeps back his soul from the pit, and his life from perishing by the sword.

He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain:

Then he is gracious unto him, and says, Deliver him from going down to the pit: I have found a ransom.

He will deliver his soul from going into the pit, and his life shall see the light.

To bring back his soul from the pit, to be enlightened with the light of life.

But none says, Where is God my maker, who gives songs in the night;

There they cry, but none gives answer, because of the pride of evil men.

But now, because it is not so, he has visited in his anger; yet he knows it not in a great extreme:

He preserves not the life of the wicked: but gives justice to the poor.

He withdraws not his eyes from the righteous: but with kings they are on the throne; yea, he does establish them forever, and they are exalted.

But if they obey not, they shall perish by the sword, and they shall die without knowledge.

But the hypocrites in heart heap up wrath: they cry not when he binds them.

But you have fulfilled the judgment of the wicked: judgment and justice take hold on you.

And now men can not look on the bright light which is in the clouds: but the wind passes, and clears them.

And said, Thus far shall you come, but no farther: and here shall your proud waves be stopped?

To satisfy the desolate and waste ground; and to cause the bud of the tender grass to spring forth?

Who has put wisdom in the inward parts? or who has given understanding to the heart?

Once have I spoken; but I will not answer: yea, twice; but I will proceed no further.

Put forth the rage of your wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and abase him.

Can you put a rope in his nose? or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

Out of his nostrils goes smoke, as out of a boiling pot or caldron.

He makes the deep boil like a pot: he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.