Let them curse it that curse the day, Who are ready to rouse up leviathan.

With kings and counsellors of the earth, Who built up waste places for themselves;

Or with princes that had gold, Who filled their houses with silver:

Who long for death, but it cometh not, And dig for it more than for hid treasures;

Who rejoice exceedingly, And are glad, when they can find the grave?

Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, And whom God hath hedged in?

If one assay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?

Remember, I pray thee, who ever perished, being innocent? Or where were the upright cut off?

How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!

Who doeth great things and unsearchable, Marvellous things without number:

Who giveth rain upon the earth, And sendeth waters upon the fields;

Behold, happy is the man whom God correcteth: Therefore despise not thou the chastening of the Almighty.

He is wise in heart, and mighty in strength: Who hath hardened himself against him, and prospered?-

Behold, he seizeth the prey , who can hinder him? Who will say unto him, What doest thou?

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

If we speak of strength, lo, he is mighty! And if of justice, Who,'saith he , will summon me?

The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He covereth the faces of the judges thereof: If it be not he , who then is it?

If he pass through, and shut up, And all unto judgment, then who can hinder him?

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

I am as one that is a laughing-stock to his neighbor, I who called upon God, and he answered: The just, the perfect man is a laughing-stock.

Who knoweth not in all these, That the hand of Jehovah hath wrought this,

Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.

Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? not one.

Unto whom alone the land was given, And no stranger passed among them):

Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?

Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

All my familiar friends abhor me, And they whom I loved are turned against me.

Whom I, even I, shall see, on my side, And mine eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.

Who shall declare his way to his face? And who shall repay him what he hath done?

Who were snatched away before their time, Whose foundation was poured out as a stream,

Who said unto God, Depart from us; And, What can the Almighty do for us?

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

And if it be not so now, who will prove me a liar, And make my speech nothing worth?

Is there any number of his armies? And upon whom doth not his light arise?

To whom hast thou uttered words? And whose spirit came forth from thee?

Lo, these are but the outskirts of his ways: And how small a whisper do we hear of him! But the thunder of his power who can understand?

As God liveth, who hath taken away my right, And the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul:

Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? Men in whom ripe age is perished.

If the men of my tent have not said, Who can find one that hath not been filled with his meat?

What man is like Job, Who drinketh up scoffing like water,

Who goeth in company with the workers of iniquity, And walketh with wicked men?

Who gave him a charge over the earth? Or who hath disposed the whole world?

When he giveth quietness, who then can condemn? And when he hideth his face, who then can behold him? Alike whether it be done unto a nation, or unto a man:

But none saith, Where is God my Maker, Who giveth songs in the night,

Who teacheth us more than the beasts of the earth, And maketh us wiser than the birds of the heavens?

Behold, God doeth loftily in his power: Who is a teacher like unto him?

Who hath enjoined him his way? Or who can say, Thou hast wrought unrighteousness?

He sealeth up the hand of every man, That all men whom he hath made may know it .

Dost thou know the balancings of the clouds, The wondrous works of him who is perfect in knowledge?

Who is this that darkeneth counsel By words without knowledge?

Who determined the measures thereof, if thou knowest? Or who stretched the line upon it?

Whereupon were the foundations thereof fastened? Or who laid the corner-stone thereof,

Or who'shut up the sea with doors, When it brake forth, as if it had issued out of the womb;

Who hath cleft a channel for the waterflood, Or the way for the lightning of the thunder;

Hath the rain a father? Or who hath begotten the drops of dew?

Out of whose womb came the ice? And the hoary frost of heaven, who hath gendered it?

Who hath put wisdom in the inward parts? Or who hath given understanding to the mind?

Who can number the clouds by wisdom? Or who can pour out the bottles of heaven,

Who provideth for the raven his prey, When his young ones cry unto God, And wander for lack of food?

Who hath sent out the wild ass free? Or who hath loosed the bonds of the swift ass,

None is so fierce that he dare stir him up; Who then is he that can stand before me?

Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him? Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.

Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?

Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.

Who is this that hideth counsel without knowledge? Therefore have I uttered that which I understood not, Things too wonderful for me, which I knew not.