1My spirit is broken. My days are extinguished. A graveyard awaits me. 2Surely mockers surround me and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion. 3Make arrangements! Put up security for me. Who [else] will be my sponsor? 4You have closed their minds to understanding, therefore You will not honor [them]. 5If a man informs on his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail. 6He has made me an object of scorn to the people; I have become a man people spit at. 7My eyes have grown dim from grief, and my whole body has become but a shadow. 8The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are roused against the godless. 9Yet the righteous person will hold to his way, and the one whose hands are clean will grow stronger. 10But come back [and try] again, all of you. I will not find a wise man among you. 11My days have slipped by; my plans have been ruined, even the things dear to my heart. 12They turned night into day and [made] light [seem] near in the face of darkness. 13If I await Sheol as my home, spread out my bed in darkness, 14and say to the Pit: You are my father, and to the worm: My mother or my sister, 15where then is my hope? Who can see [any] hope for me? 16Will it go down to the gates of Sheol, or will we descend together to the dust?
1Then Bildad the Shuhite replied: 2How long until you stop talking? Show some sense, and then we can talk. 3Why are we regarded as cattle, as stupid in your sight? 4You who tear yourself in anger- should the earth be abandoned on your account, or a rock be removed from its place? 5Yes, the light of the wicked is extinguished; the flame of his fire does not glow. 6The light in his tent grows dark, and the lamp beside him is put out. 7His powerful stride is shortened, and his own schemes trip him up. 8For his own feet lead him into a net, and he strays into its mesh. 9A trap catches [him] by the heel; a noose seizes him. 10A rope lies hidden for him on the ground, and a snare [waits] for him along the path. 11Terrors frighten him on every side and harass him at every step. 12His strength is depleted; disaster lies ready for him to stumble. 13Parts of his skin are eaten away; death's firstborn consumes his limbs. 14He is ripped from the security of his tent and marched away to the king of terrors. 15Nothing he owned remains in his tent. Burning sulfur is scattered over his home. 16His roots below dry up, and his branches above wither away. 17[All] memory of him perishes from the earth; he has no name abroad. 18He is driven from light to darkness and chased from the inhabited world. 19He has no children or descendants among his people, no survivor where he used to live. 20Those in the west are appalled at his fate, while those in the east tremble in horror. 21Indeed, such is the dwelling of the wicked, and this is the place of the one who does not know God.
1Then Job answered: 2How long will you torment me and crush me with words? 3You have humiliated me ten times now, and you mistreat me without shame. 4Even if it is true that I have sinned, my mistake concerns only me. 5If you really want to appear superior to me and would use my disgrace as evidence against me, 6then understand that it is God who has wronged me and caught me in His net. 7I cry out: Violence! but get no response; I call for help, but there is no justice. 8He has blocked my way so that I cannot pass through; He has veiled my paths with darkness. 9He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head. 10He tears me down on every side so that I am ruined. He uproots my hope like a tree. 11His anger burns against me, and He regards me as [one of] His enemies. 12His troops advance together; they construct a ramp against me and camp around my tent. 13He has removed my brothers from me; my acquaintances have abandoned me. 14My relatives stop coming by, and my close friends have forgotten me. 15My house guests and female servants regard me as a stranger; I am a foreigner in their sight. 16I call for my servant, but he does not answer, even if I beg him with my own mouth. 17My breath is offensive to my wife, and my own children find me repulsive. 18Even young boys scorn me. When I stand up, they mock me. 19All of my best friends despise me, and those I love have turned against me. 20My skin and my flesh cling to my bones; I have escaped by the skin of my teeth. 21Have mercy on me, my friends, have mercy, for God's hand has struck me. 22Why do you persecute me as God [does]? Will you never get enough of my flesh? 23I wish that my words were written down, that they were recorded on a scroll 24or were inscribed in stone forever by an iron stylus and lead! 25But I know my living Redeemer, and He will stand on the dust at last. 26Even after my skin has been destroyed, yet I will see God in my flesh. 27I will see Him myself; my eyes will look at [Him], and not as a stranger. My heart longs within me. 28If you say, "How will we pursue him, since the root of the problem lies with him?" 29be afraid of the sword, because wrath [brings] punishment by the sword, so that you may know there is a judgment.
1Then Zophar the Naamathite replied: 2This is why my unsettling thoughts compel me to answer, because I am upset! 3I have heard a rebuke that insults me, and my understanding makes me reply. 4Don't you know that ever since antiquity, from [the time] man was placed on earth, 5the joy of the wicked has been brief and the happiness of the godless has lasted only a moment? 6Though his arrogance reaches heaven, and his head touches the clouds, 7he will vanish forever like his own dung. Those who know him will ask, "Where is he?" 8He will fly away like a dream and never be found; he will be chased away like a vision in the night. 9The eye that saw him will see [him] no more, and his household will no longer see him. 10His children will beg from the poor, for his own hands must give back his wealth. 11His bones may be full of youthful vigor, but it will lie down with him in the grave. 12Though evil tastes sweet in his mouth and he conceals it under his tongue, 13though he cherishes it and will not let it go but keeps it in his mouth, 14yet the food in his stomach turns into cobras' venom inside him. 15He swallows wealth but must vomit it up; God will force it from his stomach. 16He will suck the poison of cobras; a viper's fangs will kill him. 17He will not enjoy the streams, the rivers flowing with honey and cream. 18He must return the fruit of his labor without consuming [it]; he doesn't enjoy the profits from his trading. 19For he oppressed and abandoned the poor; he seized a house he did not build. 20Because his appetite is never satisfied, he does not escape his desires. 21Nothing is left for him to consume; therefore, his prosperity will not last. 22At the height of his success distress will come to him; the full weight of misery will crush him. 23When he fills his stomach, God will send His burning anger against him, raining [it] down on him while he is eating. 24If he flees from an iron weapon, [an arrow from] a bronze bow will pierce him. 25He pulls it out of his back, the flashing tip out of his liver. Terrors come over him. 26Total darkness is reserved for his treasures. A fire unfanned [by human hands] will consume him; it will feed on what is left in his tent. 27The heavens will expose his iniquity, and the earth will rise up against him. 28The possessions in his house will be removed, flowing away on the day of God's anger. 29This is the wicked man's lot from God, the inheritance God ordained for him.