Have you yourself not put a wall round him and his house and all he has on every side, blessing the work of his hands, and increasing his cattle in the land?

But now, put out your hand against all he has, and he will be cursing you to your face.

And the Lord said to the Satan, See, I give all he has into your hands, only do not put a finger on the man himself. And the Satan went out from before the Lord.

But now, if you only put your hand on his bone and his flesh, he will certainly be cursing you to your face.

And he took a broken bit of a pot, and, seated in the dust, was rubbing himself with the sharp edge of it.

And his wife said to him, Are you still keeping your righteousness? Say a curse against God, and put an end to yourself.

And lifting up their eyes when they were still far off, it did not seem that the man they saw was Job because of the change in him. And they gave way to bitter weeping, with signs of grief, and put dust on their heads.

And they took their seats on the earth by his side for seven days and seven nights: but no one said a word to him, for they saw that his pain was very great.

Let it be cursed by those who put a curse on the day; who are ready to make Leviathan awake.

Let its morning stars be dark; let it be looking for light, but may it not have any; let it not see the eyes of the dawn.

With kings and the wise ones of the earth, who put up great houses for themselves;

To those whose desire is for death, but it comes not; who are searching for it more than for secret wealth;

I have no peace, no quiet, and no rest; nothing but pain comes on me.

If one says a word, will it be a weariness to you? but who is able to keep from saying what is in his mind?

But now it has come on you and it is a weariness to you; you are touched by it and your mind is troubled.

Something was present before me, but I was not able to see it clearly; there was a form before my eyes: a quiet voice came to my ears, saying:

I have seen the foolish taking root, but suddenly the curse came on his house.

But trouble is man's fate from birth, as the flames go up from the fire.

But as for me, I would make my prayer to God, and I would put my cause before him:

But he keeps safe from their sword those who have no father, and the poor from the power of the strong.

If only my passion might be measured, and put into the scales against my trouble!

For the arrows of the Ruler of all are present with me, and their poison goes deep into my spirit: his army of fears is put in order against me.

If only he would be pleased to put an end to me; and would let loose his hand, so that I might be cut off!

They were put to shame because of their hope; they came and their hope was gone.

How pleasing are upright words! but what force is there in your arguments?

My words may seem wrong to you, but the words of him who has no hope are for the wind.

When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.

The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.

Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?

When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;

And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.

If you will make search for God with care, and put your request before the Ruler of all;

Put the question now to the past generations, and give attention to what has been searched out by their fathers:

(For we are but of yesterday, and have no knowledge, because our days on earth are gone like a shade:)

He is looking to his family for support, but it is not there; he puts his hope in it, but it comes to nothing.

See, he goes past me and I see him not: he goes on before, but I have no knowledge of him.

He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.

Though I was in the right, he would say that I was in the wrong; I have done no evil; but he says that I am a sinner.

If I say, I will put my grief out of mind, I will let my face be sad no longer and I will be bright;

I will say to God, Do not put me down as a sinner; make clear to me what you have against me.

Your hands made me, and I was formed by you, but then, changing your purpose, you gave me up to destruction.

But you kept these things in the secret of your heart; I am certain this was in your thoughts:

And that if there was cause for pride, you would go after me like a lion; and again put out your wonders against me:

Are your words of pride to make men keep quiet? and are you to make sport, with no one to put you to shame?

But if only God would take up the word, opening his lips in argument with you;

But if you put your heart right, stretching out your hands to him;

If you put far away the evil of your hands, and let no wrongdoing have a place in your tent;

But the eyes of the evil-doers will be wasting away; their way of flight is gone, and their only hope is the taking of their last breath.

But I have a mind as well as you; I am equal to you: yes, who has not knowledge of such things as these?

But put now a question to the beasts, and get teaching from them; or to the birds of the heaven, and they will make it clear to you;

But I would have talk with the Ruler of all, and my desire is to have an argument with God.

But you put a false face on things; all your attempts to put things right are of no value.

Will you say in God's name what is not right, and put false words into his mouth?

Will you have respect for God's person in this cause, and put yourselves forward as his supporters?

He will certainly put you right, if you have respect for persons in secret.

Will not his glory put you in fear, so that your hearts will be overcome before him?

I will take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand.

Truly, he will put an end to me; I have no hope; but I will not give way in argument before him;

See now, I have put my cause in order, and I am certain that I will be seen to be right.

Then at the sound of your voice I will give answer; or let me put forward my cause for you to give me an answer.

For you put bitter things on record against me, and send punishment on me for the sins of my early years;

And you put chains on my feet, watching all my ways, and making a limit for my steps;

Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.

If only a clean thing might come out of an unclean! But it is not possible.

Still, at the smell of water, it will make buds, and put out branches like a young plant.

But man comes to his death and is gone: he gives up his spirit, and where is he?

But truly a mountain falling comes to dust, and a rock is moved from its place;

The stones are crushed small by the force of the waters; the dust of the earth is washed away by their overflowing: and so you put an end to the hope of man.

His sons come to honour, and he has no knowledge of it; they are made low, but he is not conscious of it.

He does not come out of the dark; his branches are burned by the flame, and the wind takes away his bud.

Let him not put his hope in what is false, falling into error: for he will get deceit as his reward.

But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.

I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.

Be pleased, now, to be responsible for me to yourself; for there is no other who will put his hand in mine.

But come back, now, all of you, come; and I will not see a wise man among you.

If I am waiting for the underworld as my house, if I have made my bed in the dark;

But come back, now, come: you who are wounding yourself in your passion, will the earth be given up because of you, or a rock be moved out of its place?

For the light of the sinner is put out, and the flame of his fire is not shining.

The light is dark in his tent, and the light shining over him is put out.

The twisted cord is put secretly in the earth to take him, and the cord is placed in his way.

Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause.

He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.

His armies come on together, they make their road high against me, and put up their tents round mine.

My relations and my near friends have given me up, and those living in my house have put me out of their minds.

If only my words might be recorded! if they might be put in writing in a book!

But I am certain that he who will take up my cause is living, and that in time to come he will take his place on the dust;

I have to give ear to arguments which put me to shame, and your answers to me are wind without wisdom.

That the pride of the sinner is short, and the joy of the evil-doer but for a minute?

His bones are full of young strength, but it will go down with him into the dust.

Though he takes care of it, and does not let it go, but keeps it still in his mouth;

Because he has been cruel to the poor, turning away from them in their trouble; because he has taken a house by force which he did not put up;

He may go in flight from the iron spear, but the arrow from the bow of brass will go through him;

Take note of me and be full of wonder, put your hand on your mouth.

How frequently is the light of the evil-doers put out, or does trouble come on them? how frequently does his wrath take them with cords?

Have you not put the question to the travellers, and do you not take note of their experience?

Why then do you give me comfort with words in which there is no profit, when you see that there is nothing in your answers but deceit?

Though he made their houses full of good things: but the purpose of the evil-doers is far from me!

Put yourself now in a right relation with him and be at peace: so will you do well in your undertakings.

If you come back to the Ruler of all, making yourself low before him; if you put evil far away from your tents;

And put your gold in the dust, even your gold of Ophir among the rocks of the valleys;