A man there hath been in the land of Uz -- Job his name -- and that man hath been perfect and upright -- both fearing God, and turning aside from evil.

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.

Hast not Thou made a hedge for him, and for his house, and for all that he hath -- round about?

The work of his hands Thou hast blessed, and his substance hath spread in the land, and yet, put forth, I pray Thee, Thy hand, and strike against anything that he hath -- if not: to Thy face he doth bless Thee!'

And Jehovah saith unto the Adversary, 'Lo, all that he hath is in thy hand, only unto him put not forth thy hand.' And the Adversary goeth out from the presence of Jehovah.

And a messenger hath come in unto Job and saith, 'The oxen have been plowing, and the she-asses feeding by their sides,

While this one is speaking another also hath come and saith, 'Fire of God hath fallen from the heavens, and burneth among the flock, and among the young men, and consumeth them, and I am escaped -- only I alone -- to declare it to thee.'

While this one is speaking another also hath come and saith, 'Chaldeans made three heads, and rush on the camels, and take them, and the young men they have smitten by the mouth of the sword, and I am escaped -- only I alone -- to declare it to thee.'

While this one is speaking another also hath come and saith, 'Thy sons and thy daughters are eating, and drinking wine, in the house of their brother, the first-born.

And lo, a great wind hath come from over the wilderness, and striketh against the four corners of the house, and it falleth on the young men, and they are dead, and I am escaped -- only I alone -- to declare it to thee.'

and he saith, 'Naked came I forth from the womb of my mother, and naked I turn back thither: Jehovah hath given and Jehovah hath taken: let the name of Jehovah be blessed.'

In all this Job hath not sinned, nor given folly to God.

And the Adversary answereth Jehovah and saith, 'A skin for a skin, and all that a man hath he doth give for his life.

And he saith unto her, 'As one of the foolish women speaketh, thou speakest; yea, the good we receive from God, and the evil we do not receive.' In all this Job hath not sinned with his lips.

And three of the friends of Job hear of all this evil that hath come upon him, and they come in each from his place -- Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite -- and they are met together to come in to bemoan him, and to comfort him;

And they sit with him on the earth seven days and seven nights, and there is none speaking unto him a word when they have seen that the pain hath been very great.

After this hath Job opened his mouth, and revileth his day.

Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: 'A man-child hath been conceived.'

Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.

To a man whose way hath been hidden, And whom God doth shut up?

Hath one tried a word with thee? -- Thou art weary! And to keep in words who is able?

Remember, I pray thee, Who, being innocent, hath perished? And where have the upright been cut off?

Fear hath met me, and trembling, And the multitude of my bones caused to fear.

Hath not their excellency been removed with them? They die, and not in wisdom!

And there is hope to the poor, And perverseness hath shut her mouth.

In famine He hath redeemed thee from death, And in battle from the hands of the sword.

(For with sons of the field is thy covenant, And the beast of the field Hath been at peace with thee.)

They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded.

If I lay down then I said, 'When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.

Clothed hath been my flesh with worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,

Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up.

If pure and upright thou art, Surely now He waketh for thee, And hath completed The habitation of thy righteousness.

And thy beginning hath been small, And thy latter end is very great.

If one doth destroy him from his place, Then it hath feigned concerning him, I have not seen thee!

Wise in heart and strong in power -- Who hath hardened toward Him and is at peace?

Who is removing mountains, And they have not known, Who hath overturned them in His anger.

Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.

Earth hath been given Into the hand of the wicked one. The face of its judges he covereth, If not -- where, who is he?

My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Life and kindness Thou hast done with me. And Thy inspection hath preserved my spirit.

And declare to thee secrets of wisdom, For counsel hath foldings. And know thou that God forgetteth for thee, Some of thine iniquity.

For he hath known men of vanity, And He seeth iniquity, And one doth not consider it!

And the eyes of the wicked are consumed, And refuge hath perished from them, And their hope is a breathing out of soul!

At peace are the tents of spoilers, And those provoking God have confidence, He into whose hand God hath brought.

'Who hath not known in all these, That the hand of Jehovah hath done this?

The bands of kings He hath opened, And He bindeth a girdle on their loins.

Lo, all -- hath mine eye seen, Heard hath mine ear, and it attendeth to it.

And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.

As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.

From the fragrance of water it doth flourish, And hath made a crop as a plant.

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

He is wandering for bread -- 'Where is it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness.

For he hath covered his face with his fat, And maketh vigour over his confidence.

Let him not put credence in vanity, He hath been deceived, For vanity is his recompence.

For the company of the profane is gloomy, And fire hath consumed tents of bribery.

Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,

And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.

His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.

At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark.

My interpreter is my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:

My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves are for me.

The light hath been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished.

His memorial hath perished from the land, And he hath no name on the street.

He hath no continuator, Nor successor among his people, And none is remaining in his dwellings.

Only these are tabernacles of the perverse, And this the place God hath not known.

Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,

Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.

My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me.

To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.

Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me.

And after my skin hath compassed this body, Then from my flesh I see God:

But ye say, 'Why do we pursue after him?' And the root of the matter hath been found in me.

The eye hath not seen him, and addeth not. And not again doth his place behold him.

Hath pity on it, and doth not forsake it, And keep it back in the midst of his palate,

Wealth he hath swallowed, and doth vomit it. From his belly God driveth it out.

For he oppressed -- he forsook the poor, A house he hath taken violently away, And he doth not build it.

For he hath not known ease in his belly. With his desirable thing he delivereth not himself.

One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him are terrors.

Yea, if I have remembered, then I have been troubled. And my flesh hath taken fright.

His bullock hath eaten corn, and doth not loath. His cow bringeth forth safely, And doth not miscarry.

Lo, not in their hand is their good, (The counsel of the wicked Hath been far from me.)

They are as straw before wind, And as chaff a hurricane hath stolen away,

Who doth declare to his face his way? And for that which he hath done, Who doth give recompence to him?

And how do ye comfort me with vanity, And in your answers hath been left trespass?

As to the man of arm -- he hath the earth, And the accepted of face -- he dwelleth in it.

And thou hast said, 'What -- hath God known? Through thickness doth He judge?

And he hath filled their houses with good: (And the counsel of the wicked Hath been far from me.)

'Surely our substance hath not been cut off, And their excellency hath fire consumed.'

And the Mighty hath been thy defence, And silver is strength to thee.

And thou decreest a saying, And it is established to thee, And on thy ways hath light shone.

He delivereth the not innocent, Yea, he hath been delivered By the cleanness of thy hands.

Also -- to-day is my complaint bitter, My hand hath been heavy because of my sighing.

For He hath known the way with me, He hath tried me -- as gold I go forth.

On His step hath my foot laid hold, His way I have kept, and turn not aside,

And He is in one mind, And who doth turn Him back? And His soul hath desired -- and He doth it.

And God hath made my heart soft, And the Mighty hath troubled me.

And the eye of an adulterer Hath observed the twilight, Saying, 'No eye doth behold me.' And he putteth the face in secret.

He hath dug in the darkness -- houses; By day they shut themselves up, They have not known light.

And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life.

A limit He hath placed on the waters, Unto the boundary of light with darkness.