Will he take delight in the Ruler of all, and make his prayer to God at all times?

"I'll teach you about the power of God, that which is with the Almighty I won't conceal.

All of you have seen this for yourselves,
why do you keep up this empty talk?

“This [which I am about to explain] is the portion of a wicked man from God,
And the inheritance which tyrants and oppressors receive from the Almighty:

If their children multiply, [it is] for [the] sword, and his offspring {do not have enough to eat}.

His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep.

“He builds his house like a spider’s web,
Like a (temporary) hut which a watchman makes.

He lieth down rich, but he shall not be gathered to his fathers ; He openeth his eyes, and he is not.

Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind.

It will toss him around without pity. He'll try to break free from its grip,

“People will clap their hands at him [to mock and ridicule him]
And hiss him out of his place.

"Indeed, there is a mine for silver and a place {for gold to be refined}.

where iron is digged out of the ground, and stones resolved to metal.

He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death.

He breaketh open a shaft away from where men sojourn; They are forgotten of the foot; They hang afar from men, they swing to and fro.

As to the earth, out of it comes bread; and underneath it is turned up like fire.

Its stones the place of the sapphire, and dust gold to it

The proud beasts haven't walked there; lions have never passed over it.

On the flinty rock man has set to work with his hand; he has overturned mountains at their bases.

He bindeth the floods from overflowing; and the thing that is hid bringeth he forth to light.

Man doesn't know its price; Neither is it found in the land of the living.

The ocean depths say, “It’s not in me,”
while the sea declares, “I don’t have it.”

It can't be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for its price.

It can't be valued with the gold of Ophir, with the precious onyx, or the sapphire.

Gold and glass cannot be compared to it, nor vessels of fine gold be its exchange.

There is no need to say anything about coral or crystal; and the value of wisdom is greater than that of pearls.

The topaz of Ethiopia shall not be compared to it, neither shall it be set in the balance with pure gold.

“God understands the way [to wisdom]
And He knows its place [for wisdom is with God alone].

For he looketh to the ends of the earth, and seeth under the whole heaven;

To make the weight for the winds; and he weigheth the waters by measure.

When He made a decree for the rain, and a way for the lightning to thunder;

And unto man he said, Behold, the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom; and to depart from evil is understanding.

And Job addeth to lift up his simile, and saith: --

Oh that it were with me as in the months of old, as in the days, when, GOD, used to watch over me;

In His causing His lamp to shine on my head, By His light I walk through darkness.

when my steps were washed with butter, and the rock poured out streams of oil to me,

When I went out to the gate through the city, when I prepared my seat in the street!

the young men saw me and withdrew,
while older men stood to their feet.

when the princes left of their talking, and laid their hand to their mouth;

The nobles held their peace, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.

When the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me:

Because I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him.

The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me: and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.

I put on righteousness as my clothing, and was full of it; right decisions were to me a robe and a head-dress.

I was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame.

I was a father to the poor: and the cause which I knew not I searched out.

Then I said, I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply my days as the sand.

My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch.

To me they have hearkened, Yea, they wait, and are silent for my counsel.

After my word, they did not speak again, and my word dropped down [like dew] upon them.

They waited for me as one waits for rain, as one opens his mouth to drink in a spring rain shower.

I laugh unto them -- they give no credence, And the light of my face cause not to fall.

I chose out their way, and sat chief, - and abode, as king, in an army, as one who, to mourners, giveth comfort.

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

Also -- the power of their hands, why is it to me? On them hath old age perished.

With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,

“They pluck [and eat] saltwort (mallows) among the bushes,
And their food is the root of the broom shrub.

To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.

Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.

Foolish men, without even a name.
They were forced to leave the land.

And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword.

They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.

For he has made loose the cord of my bow, and put me to shame; he has sent down my flag to the earth before me.

On [the] right hand the brood rises up; {they put me to flight}, and they build up their {siege ramps} against me.

They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, without any to help them;

They fell upon me, as it had been the breaking in of waters, and came in by heaps to destroy me.

And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.

At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.

Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.

“I cry to You for help, [Lord,] but You do not answer me;
I stand up, but You [only] gaze [indifferently] at me.

Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.

Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.

For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.

Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.

Did not I weep for him whose day is hard? Grieved hath my soul for the needy.

“When I expected good, then came evil [to me];
And when I waited for light, then came darkness.

“I am seething within and my heart is troubled and cannot rest;
Days of affliction come to meet me.

"In growing darkness, I walked without sunlight; I stood in the congregation to cry for help.

I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.

My skin upon me is turned to black, and my bones are burnt with heat;

My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.

A covenant I made for mine eyes, And what -- do I attend to a virgin?

Is not destruction to the wicked? and a strange punishment to the workers of iniquity?

Doesn't he see my ways, and number all my steps?

If I have walked with vanity, or if my foot hath hasted to deceit;

If my step hath turned out of the way, and mine heart walked after mine eyes, and if any blot hath cleaved to mine hands;

Let me put seed in the earth for another to have the fruit of it, and let my produce be uprooted.

"If my heart has been enticed to a woman, and I have laid wait at my neighbor's door,

Grind to another let my wife, And over her let others bend.

For this is an heinous crime; yea, it is an iniquity to be punished by the judges.

For it is a fire that consumeth to destruction, and would root out all mine increase.

If I did wrong in the cause of my man-servant, or my woman-servant, when they went to law with me;

What then shall I do when God riseth up? and when he visiteth, what shall I answer him?

Didn't he who made me in the womb make him? Didn't one fashion us in the womb?

If I have withheld the poor from their desire, or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail;

And I do eat my morsel by myself, And the orphan hath not eat of it,

for from my youth, I raised him as his father,
and since the day I was born I guided the widow—

If I see any perishing without clothing, And there is no covering to the needy,

if his heart hasn't blessed me, if he hasn't been warmed with my sheep's fleece;

if I have raised my hand to vote against the orphan, when I saw my support in the court,