Call out, Job. See if anyone answers. Is there any angel to whom you can turn?
To worry yourself to death with resentment would be a foolish, senseless thing to do.
I have seen fools who looked secure, but I called down a sudden curse on their homes.
Their children can never find safety; no one stands up to defend them in court.
Hungry people will eat the fool's crops - even the grain growing among thorns - and thirsty people will envy his wealth.
Evil does not grow in the soil, nor does trouble grow out of the ground.
No indeed! We bring trouble on ourselves, as surely as sparks fly up from a fire.
If I were you, I would turn to God and present my case to him.
We cannot understand the great things he does, 1 and to his miracles there is no end.
He sends rain on the land and he waters the fields.