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1My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave awaits me.2Surely mockers surround me; my eyes must dwell on their hostility.3“Give me, O God, the pledge you demand. Who else will put up security for me?4You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore you will not let them triumph.5If anyone denounces their friends for reward, the eyes of their children will fail.6“God has made me a byword to everyone, a man in whose face people spit.7My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.8The upright are appalled at this; the innocent are aroused against the ungodly.9Nevertheless, the righteous will hold to their ways, and those with clean hands will grow stronger.10“But come on, all of you, try again! I will not find a wise man among you.11My days have passed, my plans are shattered. Yet the desires of my heart12turn night into day; in the face of the darkness light is near.13If the only home I hope for is the grave, if I spread out my bed in the realm of darkness,14if I say to corruption, ‘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 death? Will we descend together into the dust?”
1Then Bildad the Shuhite replied:2“When will you end these speeches? Be sensible, and then we can talk.3Why are we regarded as cattle and considered stupid in your sight?4You who tear yourself to pieces in your anger, is the earth to be abandoned for your sake? Or must the rocks be moved from their place?5“The lamp of a wicked man is snuffed out; the flame of his fire stops burning.6The light in his tent becomes dark; the lamp beside him goes out.7The vigor of his step is weakened; his own schemes throw him down.8His feet thrust him into a net; he wanders into its mesh.9A trap seizes him by the heel; a snare holds him fast.10A noose is hidden for him on the ground; a trap lies in his path.11Terrors startle him on every side and dog his every step.12Calamity is hungry for him; disaster is ready for him when he falls.13It eats away parts of his skin; death’s firstborn devours his limbs.14He is torn from the security of his tent and marched off to the king of terrors.15Fire resides in his tent; burning sulfur is scattered over his dwelling.16His roots dry up below and his branches wither above.17The memory of him perishes from the earth; he has no name in the land.18He is driven from light into the realm of darkness and is banished from the world.19He has no offspring or descendants among his people, no survivor where once he lived.20People of the west are appalled at his fate; those of the east are seized with horror.21Surely such is the dwelling of an evil man; such is the place of one who does not know God.”
1Then Job replied:2“How long will you torment me and crush me with words?3Ten times now you have reproached me; shamelessly you attack me.4If it is true that I have gone astray, my error remains my concern alone.5If indeed you would exalt yourselves above me and use my humiliation against me,6then know that God has wronged me and drawn his net around me.7“Though I cry, ‘Violence!’ I get no response; though I call for help, there is no justice.8He has blocked my way so I cannot pass; he has shrouded my paths in darkness.9He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.10He tears me down on every side till I am gone; he uproots my hope like a tree.11His anger burns against me; he counts me among his enemies.12His troops advance in force; they build a siege ramp against me and encamp around my tent.13“He has alienated my family from me; my acquaintances are completely estranged from me.14My relatives have gone away; my closest friends have forgotten me.15My guests and my female servants count me a foreigner; they look on me as on a stranger.16I summon my servant, but he does not answer, though I beg him with my own mouth.17My breath is offensive to my wife; I am loathsome to my own family.18Even the little boys scorn me; when I appear, they ridicule me.19All my intimate friends detest me; those I love have turned against me.20I am nothing but skin and bones; I have escaped only by the skin of my teeth.21“Have pity on me, my friends, have pity, for the hand of God has struck me.22Why do you pursue me as God does? Will you never get enough of my flesh?23“Oh, that my words were recorded, that they were written on a scroll,24that they were inscribed with an iron tool on lead, or engraved in rock forever!25I know that my redeemer lives, and that in the end he will stand on the earth.26And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God;27I myself will see him with my own eyes—I, and not another. How my heart yearns within me!28“If you say, ‘How we will hound him, since the root of the trouble lies in him, ’29you should fear the sword yourselves; for wrath will bring punishment by the sword, and then you will know that there is judgment. ”
1Then Zophar the Naamathite replied:2“My troubled thoughts prompt me to answer because I am greatly disturbed.3I hear a rebuke that dishonors me, and my understanding inspires me to reply.4“Surely you know how it has been from of old, ever since mankind was placed on the earth,5that the mirth of the wicked is brief, the joy of the godless lasts but a moment.6Though the pride of the godless person reaches to the heavens and his head touches the clouds,7he will perish forever, like his own dung; those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’8Like a dream he flies away, no more to be found, banished like a vision of the night.9The eye that saw him will not see him again; his place will look on him no more.10His children must make amends to the poor; his own hands must give back his wealth.11The youthful vigor that fills his bones will lie with him in the dust.12“Though evil is sweet in his mouth and he hides it under his tongue,13though he cannot bear to let it go and lets it linger in his mouth,14yet his food will turn sour in his stomach; it will become the venom of serpents within him.15He will spit out the riches he swallowed; God will make his stomach vomit them up.16He will suck the poison of serpents; the fangs of an adder will kill him.17He will not enjoy the streams, the rivers flowing with honey and cream.18What he toiled for he must give back uneaten; he will not enjoy the profit from his trading.19For he has oppressed the poor and left them destitute; he has seized houses he did not build.20“Surely he will have no respite from his craving; he cannot save himself by his treasure.21Nothing is left for him to devour; his prosperity will not endure.22In the midst of his plenty, distress will overtake him; the full force of misery will come upon him.23When he has filled his belly, God will vent his burning anger against him and rain down his blows on him.24Though he flees from an iron weapon, a bronze-tipped arrow pierces him.25He pulls it out of his back, the gleaming point out of his liver. Terrors will come over him;26total darkness lies in wait for his treasures. A fire unfanned will consume him and devour what is left in his tent.27The heavens will expose his guilt; the earth will rise up against him.28A flood will carry off his house, rushing waters on the day of God’s wrath.29Such is the fate God allots the wicked, the heritage appointed for them by God.”