His sons used to go and hold a feast in the house of each one on his day, and they would send and invite their three sisters to eat and drink with them.

and it cometh to pass, when they have gone round the days of the banquet, that Job doth send and sanctify them, and hath risen early in the morning, and caused to ascend burnt-offerings -- the number of them all -- for Job said, 'Perhaps my sons have sinned, yet blessed God in their heart.' Thus doth Job all the days.

and the Sabeans attacked and took them. They also slew the servants with the edge of the sword, and I alone have escaped to tell you.”

While this messenger was still speaking, another came and announced, "A lightning storm struck and incinerated the flock and the servants while they were eating. I alone escaped to tell you!"

While he was yet speaking, there came another and said, The Chaldeans made three bands, and fell upon the camels and took them, and the servants have they smitten with the edge of the sword; and I only am escaped, alone, to tell thee.

and behold, a great wind came from across the wilderness and struck the four corners of the house, and it fell on the young people and they died, and I alone have escaped to tell you.”

Now when Job’s three friends heard of all this adversity that had come upon him, they came each one from his own place, Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite and Zophar the Naamathite; and they made an appointment together to come to sympathize with him and comfort him.

When they lifted up their eyes at a distance and did not recognize him, they raised their voices and wept. And each of them tore his robe and they threw dust over their heads toward the sky.

Then they sat down on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights with no one speaking a word to him, for they saw that his pain was very great.

May the day I was born perish,
and the night when they said,
“A boy is conceived.”

They cursing the day shall curse it, they being ready to rouse up the sea monster.

Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?

Or with princes -- they have gold, They are filling their houses with silver.

Or as a hidden abortion I shall not be; as children they saw not light.

“The prisoners are at ease together;
They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.

Small and great, there, they are, and, the slave, is free from his master.

Waiting for death, and it is not; and they will dig more than for hidden treasures;

Who rejoice greatly,
And exult when they find the grave?

Now please think: Who has ever perished when they're innocent? Where have the upright been destroyed?

Even as I have seen, they that plough iniquity and sow mischief, reap the same.

“By the breath of God they perish,
And by the blast of His anger they come to an end.

Full grown lions die when they cannot find prey; that's when the lion cubs are scattered.

How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

‘Between morning and evening they are broken in pieces;
Unobserved, they perish forever.

‘Is not their tent-cord plucked up within them?
They die, yet without wisdom.’

“His sons are far from safety,
They are even oppressed in the gate,
And there is no deliverer.

Which his harvest the hungry one will devour, and not from thorns shall they take it, and destruction gaped after their substance.

But a human being is born to trouble, and {they soar aloft} [like] {sparks}.

Who doeth great things, beyond all search, - Wondrous things, till they cannot be recounted;

Who makes the designs of the wise go wrong, so that they are unable to give effect to their purposes.

“By day they meet with darkness,
And grope at noon as in the night.

For with the stones of the field they covenant, and the beast of the field was at peace with thee.

Oh that, weighed, were my vexation, and, my engulfing ruin - into the balances, they would lift up all at once!

“My soul refuses to touch them;
They are like loathsome food to me.

There is no help within me, is there? My resources have been driven away from me, haven't they?

My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;

They are dark because of ice; snow is piled up over them.

“When they become waterless, they are silent,
When it is hot, they vanish from their place.

“The paths of their course wind along,
They go up into nothing and perish.

Consider the paths of Tema, and the ways of Sheba, wherein they have put their trust.

“They were disappointed for they had trusted,
They came there and were confounded.

"Men have harsh servitude on earth, do they not? His days are like those of a hired laborer, are they not?

So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And nights of misery they numbered to me.

My days, are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and they are spent, without hope.

“Will they not teach you and tell you,
And bring forth words from their minds?

While they are still beginning to flower and not ripe for cutting, they can wither away faster than any grass!

Behold, this the rejoicing of his way, and from the dust shall they cause another to grow.

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

“It is God who removes the mountains, they know not how,
When He overturns them in His anger;

“The earth is given into the hands of the wicked;
He covers the faces of its judges [so that they are blind to justice].
If it is not He, then who is it [that is responsible for all this injustice]?

“Now my days are swifter than a runner;
They flee away, they see no good.

“They slip by like reed boats,
Like an eagle that swoops on its prey.

Thy hands have taken pains about me, And they make me together round about, And Thou swallowest me up!

If they had carried me to my grave as soon as I was born, then should I be now, as though I had never been.

My days are so few, aren't they? So leave me alone, then, so I can smile a little

And that he would shew thee the secrets of wisdom, how that they are the double of what is realised; and know that +God passeth by much of thine iniquity!

“They are high as the heavens, what can you do?
Deeper than Sheol, what can you know?

They are longer than the earth's circumference, and broader than the ocean.

For thou shalt forget toil, then shalt remember as waters they passed away.

“But the eyes of the wicked will fail,
And they will not escape [the justice of God];
And their hope is to breathe their last [and die].”

The tents of desolators are in peace, and they that provoke God are secure; into whose hand +God bringeth.

But ask now the beasts, and they shall teach thee; and the fowl of the heavens, and they shall tell thee;

Or to the things which go flat on the earth, and they will give you wisdom; and the fishes of the sea will give you news of it.

Lo, He keepeth in the waters, and they are dried up, And he sendeth them forth, And they overturn the land.

He changeth the heart of the princes and kings of the earth, and disapointeth them; so that they go wandering out of the way,

They feel darkness, and not light, He causeth them to wander as a drunkard.

Who can oppose me? If they do, I'll be silent and die.

"Man, born of woman, lives but a few days, and they are full of trouble.

The floods when they be dried up, and the rivers when they be empty, are filled again through the flowing waters of the sea:

And man hath lain down, and riseth not, Till the wearing out of the heavens they awake not, Nor are roused from their sleep.

Honoured are his sons, and he knoweth not; And they are little, and he attendeth not to them.

"We have both the gray-haired and the aged with us, and they are far older than your father.

what wise men have told, and they have not hidden [that which is] from their ancestors,

All the days the unjust one himself being pained, and numbering the years they were hidden to him terrifying.

Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster.

he lived in ruined towns and in houses where no one lives, where they are ready to crumble into heaps.

“They conceive mischief and bring forth iniquity,
And their mind prepares deception.”

“You have taken a firm hold on me and have shriveled me up,
It has become a witness [against me];
And my leanness [and infirmity] rises up [as evidence] against me,
It testifies to my face [about my guilt].

They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.

And, he that voucheth for me is on high. My friends are, they who scorn me, Unto GOD, hath mine eye shed tears: -

Thou hast withholden their hearts from understanding, therefore shall they not be set up on high.

He has made me a byword to people, I am the one in whose face they spit.

And the righteous layeth hold on his way, And the clean of hands addeth strength, And -- dumb are they all.

Night for day they appoint, Light is near because of darkness.

With me to hades, would they go down, If, wholly - into the dust, is the descent!

Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him -- at his feet.

“He is torn from the security of his tent,
And they march him before the king of terrors.

They who are none of his shall dwell in his tent; brimstone shall be showered upon his habitation:

They thrust him from light unto darkness, And from the habitable earth cast him out.

They that come after shall be astonished at his day, as they that went before them were affrighted.

Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.

He has taken my brothers far away from me; they have seen my fate and have become strange to me.

My kindred ceased, and they acquainted with me forgot me.

They that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.

Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.

All my intimate friends abhor me, and they whom I loved are turned against me.

Who doth grant now, That my words may be written? Who doth grant that in a book they may be graven?

With a pen of iron and lead -- For ever in a rock they may be hewn.

And after they destroyed my skin, this, and from my flesh I shall see God:

Like his own dung doth he perish for ever; they which have seen him shall say, Where is he?