To the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister. And where is now my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it? They shall go down to the bars of the pit, Then answered Bildad the Shuhite, and said, He teareth himself in his anger: Shall the earth be forsaken for thee? and shall The gin shall take him by the heel, Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, His strength shall be hungerbitten, Even the firstborn of death shall devour his His confidence shall be rooted out of his tabernacle, And it shall bring him to the king of terrors. It shall dwell in his tabernacle, because it is none of his: Brimstone shall be scattered upon his habitation. His roots shall be dried up beneath, And above shall his branch be cut off. His remembrance shall perish from the earth, He shall neither have son nor nephew among people, Nor any remaining in his dwellings. They that come after him shall be astonied at his day his As they that went before were affrighted. Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked, And this is the place of him that knoweth not God. Then Job answered and said, How long will ye vex my soul, And break me in pieces with words? These ten times have ye reproached me: Ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me. And be it indeed that I have erred, Mine error remaineth with myself. If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, Know now that God hath overthrown me, Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, And taken the crown from my head. He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: And he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies. His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, And encamp round about my tabernacle. He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me. My kinsfolk have failed, And my familiar friends have forgotten me. They that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight. I called my servant, and he gave me no answer; I intreated him with my mouth. My breath is strange to my wife, Though I intreated for the children's sake of mine own body. Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me. And they whom I loved are turned against me. For the hand of God hath touched me. Why do ye persecute me as God, For I know that my redeemer liveth, And that he shall stand at the latter day upon earth: the And though after my skin worms destroy this body, Yet in my flesh shall I see God: And mine eyes shall behold, and not another; For wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, That ye may know there is a judgment. Then answered Zophar the Naamathite, and said, Therefore do my thoughts cause me to answer, And for this I make haste. I have heard the check of my reproach, And the spirit of my understanding causeth me to answer. Knowest thou not this of old, Since man was placed upon earth, That the triumphing of the wicked is short, Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: Yea, he shall be chased away as a vision of the night. |