But he said to her, You speak as one of the foolish ones speak. What? Shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil? In all this Job did not sin with his lips.

the prisoners are at rest together; they hear not the voice of the slave driver.

And a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up.

And there is hope for the weak, and injustice shuts her mouth.

Behold this: we have searched it; it is so. Hear it and know for yourself.

Hear now my reasoning, and listen to the pleadings of my lips.

I will show you; hear me; and what I have seen I will declare,

Their bull mates and does not fail; their cow calves, and does not cast her calf.

You shall make your prayer to Him, and He shall hear you, and you shall pay your vows.

Lo, these are the edges of His ways; but what a whisper of a word we hear of Him! And the thunder of His power who can understand?

Will God hear his cry when trouble comes on him?

I cried to You, and You did not hear me; I stood up, and You did not consider me.

then let my wife grind to another, and let others bow down on her.

for from my youth he grew up with me, as with a father, and from my mother's womb I guided her;

Oh that I had one to hear me! Behold my mark. Let the Almighty answer me, and my Accuser write an indictment.

However, Job, please hear my speeches, and listen to all my words.

Hear this, Job, listen to me; be silent and I will speak.

Hear my words, wise men; and give ear to me, you who have knowledge;

If now you have understanding, hear this; listen to the sound of my words.

Look to the heavens, and see; and behold the clouds; they are higher than you.

Surely God will not hear vanity, neither will the Almighty look on it.

and I said, You shall come to here, but no further; and here your proud waves shall stop.

Can you send lightnings, that they may go, and say to you, Here we are?

He scorns the turmoil of the city; he does not hear the driver's shouts.

Can you tie the wild ox in the furrow with his rope? Or will he harrow the valleys for you?

For she leaves her eggs to the earth, and lets them warm in the dust,

She treats her young roughly, as if not hers; for her labor is vanity without fear;

because God has caused her to forget wisdom, and He has not given her a share in understanding.

Hear, I beseech You, and I will speak; I will ask You, and You will cause me to know.