Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.

They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that hasteth to the prey.

Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days,

Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.

Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

And that he would shew thee the secrets of wisdom, that they are double to that which is! Know therefore that God exacteth of thee less than thine iniquity deserveth.

No doubt but ye are the people, and wisdom shall die with you.

The tabernacles of robbers prosper, and they that provoke God are secure; into whose hand God bringeth abundantly.

With him is strength and wisdom: the deceived and the deceiver are his.

But ye are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.

Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay.

How many are mine iniquities and sins? make me to know my transgression and my sin.

Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months are with thee, thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;

His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not; and they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them.

With us are both the grayheaded and very aged men, much elder than thy father.

Are the consolations of God small with thee? is there any secret thing with thee?

Behold, he putteth no trust in his saints; yea, the heavens are not clean in his sight.

And he dwelleth in desolate cities, and in houses which no man inhabiteth, which are ready to become heaps.

I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.

When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

Wherefore are we counted as beasts, and reputed vile in your sight?

Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked, and this is the place of him that knoweth not God.

These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.

He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.

All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.

Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?

His bones are full of the sin of his youth, which shall lie down with him in the dust.

It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.

Wherefore do the wicked live, become old, yea, are mighty in power?

Their houses are safe from fear, neither is the rod of God upon them.

They are as stubble before the wind, and as chaff that the storm carrieth away.

Shall any teach God knowledge? seeing he judgeth those that are high.

His breasts are full of milk, and his bones are moistened with marrow.

For ye say, Where is the house of the prince? and where are the dwelling places of the wicked?

The clods of the valley shall be sweet unto him, and every man shall draw after him, as there are innumerable before him.

Therefore snares are round about thee, and sudden fear troubleth thee;

Is not God in the height of heaven? and behold the height of the stars, how high they are!

Thick clouds are a covering to him, that he seeth not; and he walketh in the circuit of heaven.

The righteous see it, and are glad: and the innocent laugh them to scorn.

When men are cast down, then thou shalt say, There is lifting up; and he shall save the humble person.

For he performeth the thing that is appointed for me: and many such things are with him.

Why, seeing times are not hidden from the Almighty, do they that know him not see his days?

They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for want of a shelter.

They are of those that rebel against the light; they know not the ways thereof, nor abide in the paths thereof.

For the morning is to them even as the shadow of death: if one know them, they are in the terrors of the shadow of death.

Though it be given him to be in safety, whereon he resteth; yet his eyes are upon their ways.

They are exalted for a little while, but are gone and brought low; they are taken out of the way as all other, and cut off as the tops of the ears of corn.

Dominion and fear are with him, he maketh peace in his high places.

Behold even to the moon, and it shineth not; yea, the stars are not pure in his sight.

Dead things are formed from under the waters, and the inhabitants thereof.

The pillars of heaven tremble and are astonished at his reproof.

Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion is heard of him? but the thunder of his power who can understand?

Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; why then are ye thus altogether vain?

The flood breaketh out from the inhabitant; even the waters forgotten of the foot: they are dried up, they are gone away from men.

The stones of it are the place of sapphires: and it hath dust of gold.

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.

Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.

My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.

My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.

Let thistles grow instead of wheat, and cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended.

And Elihu the son of Barachel the Buzite answered and said, I am young, and ye are very old; wherefore I was afraid, and durst not shew you mine opinion.

Great men are not always wise: neither do the aged understand judgment.

Is it fit to say to a king, Thou art wicked? and to princes, Ye are ungodly?

How much less to him that accepteth not the persons of princes, nor regardeth the rich more than the poor? for they all are the work of his hands.

For his eyes are upon the ways of man, and he seeth all his goings.

Therefore he knoweth their works, and he overturneth them in the night, so that they are destroyed.

Look unto the heavens, and see; and behold the clouds which are higher than thou.

He withdraweth not his eyes from the righteous: but with kings are they on the throne; yea, he doth establish them for ever, and they are exalted.

Desire not the night, when people are cut off in their place.

How thy garments are warm, when he quieteth the earth by the south wind?

Men do therefore fear him: he respecteth not any that are wise of heart.

Whereupon are the foundations thereof fastened? or who laid the corner stone thereof;

The waters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep is frozen.

Canst thou send lightnings, that they may go, and say unto thee, Here we are?

Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn; they go forth, and return not unto them.

Her young ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are, there is she.

He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together.

His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.

Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.

His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.

They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.

By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.

When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.

The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.

Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.

Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.

The ungodly are not so: but are like the chaff which the wind driveth away.

Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.

{A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.} LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.

Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.

When mine enemies are turned back, they shall fall and perish at thy presence.

O thou enemy, destructions are come to a perpetual end: and thou hast destroyed cities; their memorial is perished with them.

The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.

His ways are always grievous; thy judgments are far above out of his sight: as for all his enemies, he puffeth at them.

He sitteth in the lurking places of the villages: in the secret places doth he murder the innocent: his eyes are privily set against the poor.