Job 4
1 And Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said,
And Eliphaz the Temanite answers and says:
2 If a word were essayed to thee, wouldest thou be grieved? But who can refrain from speaking?
“Has one tried a word with you? You are weary! And who is able to keep in words?
3 Behold, thou hast instructed many, and thou hast strengthened the weak hands;
Behold, you have instructed many, And feeble hands you make strong.
4 Thy words have upholden him that was stumbling, and thou hast braced up the bending knees:
Your words raise up the stumbling one, And you strengthen bowing knees.
5 But now it is come upon thee, and thou grievest; it toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.
But now, it comes to you, And you are weary; It strikes to you, and you are troubled.
6 Hath not thy piety been thy confidence, and the perfection of thy ways thy hope?
Is your reverence not your confidence? Your hope—the perfection of your ways?
7 Remember, I pray thee, who that was innocent has perished? and where were the upright cut off?
Now remember, Who, being innocent, has perished? And where have the upright been cut off?
8 Even as I have seen, they that plough iniquity and sow mischief, reap the same.
As I have seen—plowers of iniquity, And sowers of misery, reap it!
9 By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of his nostrils are they consumed.
From the breath of God they perish, And from the spirit of His anger [are] consumed.
10 The roar of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken;
The roaring of a lion, And the voice of a fierce lion, And teeth of young lions have been broken.
11 The old lion perisheth for lack of prey, and the whelps of the lioness are scattered.
An old lion is perishing without prey, And the whelps of the lioness separate.
12 Now to me a word was secretly brought, and mine ear received a whisper thereof.
And a thing is secretly brought to me, And my ear receives a little of it.
13 In thoughts from visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men: —
In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,
14 Fear came on me, and trembling, and made all my bones to shake;
Fear has met me, and trembling, And the multitude of my bones caused to fear.
15 And a spirit passed before my face — the hair of my flesh stood up —
And a spirit passes before my face, The hair of my flesh stands up;
16 It stood still; I could not discern the appearance thereof: a form was before mine eyes; I heard a slight murmur and a voice:
It stands, and I do not discern its aspect, A likeness [is] before my eyes, Silence! And I hear a voice:
17 Shall [mortal] man be more just than God? Shall a man be purer than his Maker?
Is mortal man more righteous than God? Is a man cleaner than his Maker?
18 Lo, he trusteth not his servants, and his angels he chargeth with folly:
Behold, He puts no credence in His servants, Nor sets praise in His messengers.
19 How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed as the moth!
Also—the inhabitants of houses of clay (Whose foundation [is] in the dust, They bruise them before a moth).
20 From morning to evening are they smitten: without any heeding it, they perish for ever.
From morning to evening are beaten down, Without any regarding, they perish forever.
21 Is not their tent-cord torn away in them? they die, and without wisdom.
Has their excellence not been removed with them? They die, and not in wisdom!”
