And Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said,
Should one attempt a word to thee, wilt thou be grieved?{HR}And yet to hold back from speaking, who is able?
Lo, thou hast corrected many,{HR}And slack hands hast thou strengthened,
The stumbling one thy speech did raise,{HR}And sinking knees thou didst confirm;
But now it cometh to thee, and thou art grieved,{HR}It toucheth thee, and thou art confounded.
[Is] not thy fear thy confidence,{HR}And the uprightness of thy ways thy hope?
Remember, I pray thee, who perished being innocent?{HR}Or where have the upright been blotted out?
So far as I have seen, they that plow iniquity,{HR}And they that sow trouble, reap the same.
By the breath of God they perish,{HR}And by the blast of his nostrils they are consumed.
The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the dark lion,{HR}And the teeth of the young lion are broken;
The strong lion perisheth for lack of prey,{HR}And the whelps of the lioness are scattered.
And to me there stole a word,{HR}And mine ear caught a whisper from it,
In thoughts from visions of the night,{HR}When deep sleep falleth on man;
Shuddering befell me, and trembling,{HR}Which shook the multitude of my bones;
And a spirit glideth before me:{HR}The hairs of my body bristled up.
It stood there—I discerned not its appearance—{HR}An image before mine eyes: Silence! and a voice I hear,
Is a mortal more just than God?{HR}Is a man purer than his Maker?
Behold, his servants he trusteth not,{HR}And to his angels he ascribeth error;
How much more those who dwell in houses of clay,{HR}The foundation of which [is] in the dust,{HR}Which are crushed as though moths.
From morning to evening they are destroyed;{HR}Before anyone marketh it they perish forever.
Is not their cord in them torn away?{HR}They die, and not in wisdom.