And Job answered and said,
Hear my speech with attention,{HR}And let this be your consolation.
Suffer me, and I will speak,{HR}And after I have spoken thou mayest mock.
As for me, [is] my complaint to man?{HR}And why then should not my spirit be short?
Turn to me, and be astonished, and lay hand on mouth.
Truly, if I think on [it], I am troubled,{HR}And my flesh doth shudder.
Why do the wicked live, become old,{HR}And mighty in wealth?
Their seed is established with them in their sight,{HR}And their issues before their eyes.
Their houses [are] peace, without fear,{HR}And the rod of God [is] not upon them.
His bull gendereth, and faileth not,{HR}His cow calveth, and miscarrieth not.
They send forth their sucklings as a flock,{HR}And their children frisk.
They lift [their voice] to timbrel and harp,{HR}And rejoice at the sound of a pipe.
They wear out their days in prosperity,{HR}And in a moment sink [to] Sheol.
Yet they say to God, Depart from us,{HR}For we desired not the knowledge of thy ways:
What [is] the Almighty that we should serve him?{HR}And what profit have we if we meet him?
Lo! their good [is] not in their hand.{HR}The counsel of the wicked be far from me.
How oft is the lamp of the wicked put out,{HR}And their destruction cometh upon them —{HR}Torments he appointeth in his anger!
They are as straw before wind,{HR}And as chaff a whirlwind stealeth.
God layeth up his iniquity for his children,{HR}He repayeth him, and he knoweth [it].
His own eyes see his blow,{HR}And he drinketh of the wrath of the Almighty.
For what delight [hath] he in his house after him,{HR}When the number of his months is cut off?
Shall [one] teach God [El] knowledge,{HR}And he nevertheless judgeth the righteous?
This [man] dieth in the fullness of his strength,{HR}Altogether at ease, and quiet;
His troughs are full of milk,{HR}And the marrow of his bones is soaked.
And this [man] dieth with a bitter soul,{HR}And hath not eaten of the good.
Together they lie down in the dust.{HR}And the worm covereth them over
Lo! I know your thoughts,{HR}And the plots ye do violently against me.
For ye say, Where [is] the house of the prince?{HR}And where the tent of the habitations of the wicked?
Have ye not asked the passers-by?{HR}And their signs do ye not know?
To a day of destruction the wicked is spared,{HR}To a day of great wrath they are led off.
Who to his face declareth his way,{HR}And who requiteth him what he hath done?
And he, to the graves he is brought,{HR}And over the heap he keepeth watch.
Sweet to him are the clods of the valley,{HR}And after him draweth everybody.{HR}And [there is] no counting before him.
How vainly then ye comfort me!{HR}Your answers remain falsehood.