But put forth thy hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face.

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

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

And the LORD said to Satan, Behold, he is in thy hand; but save his life.

But he said to her, Thou speakest as one of the foolish women speaketh. 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 cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;

If we essay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved? but who can refrain from speaking?

But now it hath come upon thee, and thou faintest; it toucheth thee, and thou art 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 saveth the poor from the sword, from their mouth, and from the hand of the mighty.

But Job answered and said,

To him that is afflicted pity should be shown from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.

How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?

Yes, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.

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

And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt 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 to be so of a truth: but how should man be just with God?

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

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

He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth 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 thee;

If iniquity is in thy hand, put it far away, and let not wickedness dwell in thy tabernacles.

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

No doubt but ye are the people, and wisdom shall die with you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

But man dieth, and wasteth away: yes, man yieldeth his breath, and where is he?

His sons come to honor, and he knoweth it not; and they are brought low, but he perceiveth 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 should assuage your grief.

But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath 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 poureth out tears to God.

Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?

But as for you all, do ye 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 bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.

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

The light shall be dark in his tabernacle, and his candle shall be put out with him.

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

He hath put my brethren far from me, and my acquaintance are verily estranged from me.

But ye would 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 may spare it, and forsake it not; but keep it still within his mouth:

But Job answered and said,

How oft is the candle of the wicked put out? and how oft cometh their destruction upon them? God distributeth 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.

Whereas our substance is not cut down, but the remnant of them the fire consumeth.

If thou shalt return to the Almighty, thou shalt be built up, thou shalt put away iniquity far from thy tabernacles.

Would 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 doth work, but I cannot behold him: he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him:

But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.

But he is in one mind, and who can turn him? and what his soul desireth, even that he doeth.

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 corn.

But Job answered and said,

Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion 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 openeth his eyes, and he is not.

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

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

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

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 giveth them 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 falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed;

He keepeth 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 to him, and saith, 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 the living.

But none saith, Where is God my maker, who giveth songs in the night;

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

But now, because it is not so, he hath visited in his anger; yet he knoweth it not in great extremity:

He preserveth not the life of the wicked: but giveth right to the poor.

He withdraweth not his eyes from the righteous: but with kings are they on the throne; yes, he doth establish them for ever, 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 bindeth them.

But thou hast fulfilled the judgment of the wicked: judgment and justice take hold on thee.

And now men see not the bright light which is in the clouds: but the wind passeth, and cleanseth them.

And said, Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further: and here shall thy proud waves be stayed.

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

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

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

Canst thou put a hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?

Out of his nostrils issueth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.

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

I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear: but now my eye seeth thee.