Job 5
1Call, I pray thee! Is there any that answereth thee? and to which of the holy ones wilt thou turn?
2For vexation killeth the foolish man, and envy slayeth the simple.
3I myself saw the foolish taking root, but suddenly I cursed his habitation.
4His children are far from safety, and they are crushed in the gate, and there is no deliverer:
5Whose harvest the hungry eateth up, and taketh even out of the thorns; and the snare gapeth for his substance.
6For evil cometh not forth from the dust, neither doth trouble spring out of the ground;
7For man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upwards.
8But as for me I will seek unto God, and unto God commit my cause;
9Who doeth great things and unsearchable, marvellous things without number;
10Who giveth rain on the face of the earth, and sendeth waters on the face of the fields;
11Setting up on high those that are low; and mourners are exalted to prosperity.
12He disappointeth the devices of the crafty, and their hands carry not out the enterprise.
13He taketh the wise in their own craftiness; and the counsel of the wily is carried headlong:
14They meet with darkness in a the daytime, and grope at midday as in the night.
15And he saveth the needy from the sword, from their mouth, and from the hand of the mighty.
16So the poor hath what he hopeth for, and unrighteousness stoppeth her mouth.
17Behold, happy is the man whom +God correcteth; therefore despise not the chastening of the Almighty.
18For he maketh sore, and bindeth up; he woundeth, and his hands make whole.
19He will deliver thee in six troubles, and in seven there shall no evil touch thee.
20In famine he will redeem thee from death, and in war from the power of the sword.
21Thou shalt be hidden from the scourge of the tongue; and thou shalt not be afraid of destruction when it cometh.
22At destruction and famine thou shalt laugh, and of the beasts of the earth thou shalt not be afraid.
23For thou shalt be in league with the stones of the field, and the beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee.
24And thou shalt know that thy tent is in peace; and thou wilt survey thy fold, and miss nothing.
25And thou shalt know that thy seed is numerous, and thine offspring as the herb of the earth.
26Thou shalt come to the grave in a ripe age, as a shock of corn is brought in in its season.
27Behold this, we have searched it out, so it is; hear it, and know thou it for thyself.
Job 6
1And Job answered and said,
2Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore my words are vehement.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, their poison drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of +God are arrayed against me.
5Doth the wild ass bray by the grass? loweth an ox over his fodder?
6Shall that which is insipid be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7What my soul refuseth to touch, that is as my loathsome food.
8Oh that I might have my request, and that +God would grant my desire!
9And that it would please +God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
10Then should I yet have comfort; and in the pain which spareth not I would rejoice that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should have patience?
12Is my strength the strength of stones? is my flesh of brass?
13Is it not that there is no help in me, and soundness is driven away from me?
14For him that is fainting kindness is meet from his friend; or he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
15My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a stream, as the channel of streams which pass away,
16Which are turbid by reason of the ice, in which the snow hideth itself:
17At the time they diminish, they are dried up; when heat affecteth them, they vanish from their place:
18They wind about in the paths of their course, they go off into the waste and perish.
19The caravans of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba counted on them:
20They are ashamed at their hope; they come thither, and are confounded.
21So now ye are nothing; ye see a terrible object and are afraid.
22Did I say, Bring unto me, and make me a present from your substance?
23Or, rescue me from the hand of the oppressor, and redeem me from the hand of the violent?
24Teach me, and I will hold my tongue; and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
25How forcible are right words! but what doth your upbraiding reprove?
26Do ye imagine to reprove words? The speeches of one that is desperate are indeed for the wind.
27Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and dig a pit for your friend.
28Now therefore if ye will, look upon me; and it shall be to your face if I lie.
29Return, I pray you, let there be no wrong; yea, return again, my righteousness shall be in it.
30Is there wrong in my tongue? cannot my taste discern mischievous things?