Job 4
1 But Eliphaz the Themanite, answering, said:
And Eliphaz the Temanite answereth and saith: —
2 If we start to speak to you, perhaps you will take it badly, but who can hold back the words he has conceived?
Hath one tried a word with thee? — Thou art weary! And to keep in words who is able?
3 Behold, you have taught many, and you have strengthened weary hands.
Lo, thou hast instructed many, And feeble hands thou makest strong.
4 Your words have reassured the wavering, and you have fortified the trembling knees.
The stumbling one do thy words raise up, And bowing knees thou dost strengthen.
5 But now the scourge has overcome you, and you falter. It has touched you, and you are disturbed.
But now, it cometh in unto thee, And thou art weary; It striketh unto thee, and thou art troubled.
6 Where is your reverence, your fortitude, your patience, and the perfection of your ways?
Is not thy reverence thy confidence? Thy hope — the perfection of thy ways?
7 Consider this, I beg you: who ever perished being innocent? Or when have the righteous been destroyed?
Remember, I pray thee, Who, being innocent, hath perished? And where have the upright been cut off?
8 In fact, I have instead seen those who work iniquity and who sow resentments, reap them,
As I have seen — ploughers of iniquity, And sowers of misery, reap it!
9 perishing by the breath of God, and being consumed by the wrath of his spirit.
From the breath of God they perish, And from the spirit of His anger consumed.
10 The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the lioness, and the teeth of young lions have been worn away.
The roaring of a lion, And the voice of a fierce lion, And teeth of young lions have been broken.
11 The tiger has perished because it does not have prey, and the young lions have been scattered.
An old lion is perishing without prey, And the whelps of the lioness do separate.
12 Furthermore, a word was spoken to me in secret, and, as if by theft, my ears received the pulse of its whisper.
And unto me a thing is secretly brought, And receive doth mine ear a little of it.
13 In the horror of a vision by night, when men are accustomed to be overtaken by a deep sleep,
In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,
14 fear and trembling seized me and all my bones were terrified.
Fear hath met me, and trembling, And the multitude of my bones caused to fear.
15 And when a spirit passed before me, the hair on my body stood up.
And a spirit before my face doth pass, Stand up doth the hair of my flesh;
16 There appeared an image before my eyes, someone whose face I did not recognize, and I heard a voice like a gentle breeze.
It standeth, and I discern not its aspect, A similitude [is] over-against mine eyes, Silence! and a voice I hear:
17 Should man be justified in relation to God, or will a man be more pure than his Maker?
'Is mortal man than God more righteous? Than his Maker is a man cleaner?
18 Behold, those who serve him are not steadfast, and in his angels he finds imperfection.
Lo, in His servants He putteth no credence, Nor in His messengers setteth praise.'
19 How much more will those who live in houses of clay, which have an earthly foundation, be consumed like the moth?
Also — the inhabitants of houses of clay, (Whose foundation [is] in the dust, They bruise them before a moth.)
20 From morning all the way to evening, they will be cut down, and because no one understands, they will be destroyed without ceasing.
From morning to evening are beaten down, Without any regarding, for ever they perish.
21 But those who are left behind will be taken away from them; they will die, and not in wisdom.
Hath not their excellency been removed with them? They die, and not in wisdom!
