Job 15
1 And Eliphaz the Temanite answereth and saith: —
Forsothe Eliphat Themanytes answeride, and seide,
2 Doth a wise man answer [with] vain knowledge? And fill [with] an east wind his belly?
Whether a wise man schal answere, as spekynge ayens the wynd, and schal fille his stomac with brennyng, `that is, ire?
3 To reason with a word not useful? And speeches — no profit in them?
For thou repreuest hym bi wordis, which is not lijk thee, and thou spekist that, that spedith not to thee.
4 Yea, thou dost make reverence void, And dost diminish meditation before God.
As myche as is in thee, thou hast avoidid drede; and thou hast take awey preyeris bifor God.
5 For thy mouth teacheth thine iniquity, And thou chooseth the tongue of the subtile.
For wickidnesse hath tauyt thi mouth, and thou suest the tunge of blasfemeris.
6 Thy mouth declareth thee wicked, and not I, And thy lips testify against thee.
Thi tunge, and not Y, schal condempne thee, and thi lippis schulen answere thee.
7 The first man art thou born? And before the heights wast thou formed?
Whether thou art borun the firste man, and art formed bifor alle little hillis?
8 Of the secret counsel of God dost thou hear? And withdrawest thou unto thee wisdom?
Whether thou herdist the counsel of God, and his wisdom is lower than thou?
9 What hast thou known, and we know not? Understandest thou — and it is not with us?
What thing knowist thou, whiche we knowen not? What thing vndurstondist thou, whiche we witen not?
10 Both the gray-headed And the very aged [are] among us — Greater than thy father [in] days.
Bothe wise men and elde, myche eldre than thi fadris, ben among vs.
11 Too few for thee are the comforts of God? And a gentle word [is] with thee,
Whether it is greet, that God coumforte thee? But thi schrewid wordis forbeden this.
12 What — doth thine heart take thee away? And what — are thine eyes high?
What reisith thin herte thee, and thou as thenkynge grete thingis hast iyen astonyed?
13 For thou turnest against God thy spirit? And hast brought out words from thy mouth:
What bolneth thi spirit ayens God, that thou brynge forth of thi mouth siche wordis?
14 What [is] man that he is pure, And that he is righteous, one born of woman?
What is a man, that he be with out wem, and that he borun of a womman appere iust?
15 Lo, in His holy ones He putteth no credence, And the heavens have not been pure in His eyes.
Lo! noon among hise seyntis is vnchaungable, and heuenes ben not cleene in his siyt.
16 Also — surely abominable and filthy Is man drinking as water perverseness.
How myche more a man abhomynable and vnprofitable, that drynkith wickidnesse as water?
17 I shew thee — hearken to me — And this I have seen and declare:
I schal schewe to thee, here thou me; Y schal telle to thee that, that Y siy.
18 Which the wise declare — And have not hid — from their fathers.
Wise men knoulechen, and hiden not her fadris.
19 To them alone was the land given, And a stranger passed not over into their midst:
To whiche aloone the erthe is youun, and an alien schal not passe bi hem.
20 'All days of the wicked he is paining himself, And few years have been laid up for the terrible one.
A wickid man is proud in alle hise daies; and the noumbre of hise yeeris and of his tirauntrie is vncerteyn.
21 A fearful voice [is] in his ears, In peace doth a destroyer come to him.
The sown of drede is euere in hise eeris, and whanne pees is, he supposith euere tresouns.
22 He believeth not to return from darkness, And watched [is] he for the sword.
He bileueth not that he may turne ayen fro derknessis to liyt; and biholdith aboute on ech side a swerd.
23 He is wandering for bread — 'Where [is] it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness.
Whanne he stirith hym to seke breed, he woot, that the dai of derknessis is maad redi in his hond.
24 Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster.
Tribulacioun schal make hym aferd, and angwisch schal cumpas hym, as a kyng which is maad redi to batel.
25 For he stretched out against God his hand, And against the Mighty he maketh himself mighty.
For he helde forth his hond ayens God, and he was maad strong ayens Almyyti God.
26 He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields.
He ran with neck reisid ayens God, and he was armed with fat nol.
27 For he hath covered his face with his fat, And maketh vigour over [his] confidence.
Fatnesse, that is, pride `comyng forth of temporal aboundaunce, hilide his face, `that is, the knowyng of vndurstondyng, and outward fatnesse hangith doun of his sidis.
28 And he inhabiteth cities cut off, houses not dwelt in, That have been ready to become heaps.
He schal dwelle in desolat citees, and in deseert, `ethir forsakun, housis, that ben turned in to biriels.
29 He is not rich, nor doth his wealth rise, Nor doth he stretch out on earth their continuance.
He schal not be maad riche, nether his catel schal dwelle stidefastli; nether he schal sende his roote in the erthe,
30 He turneth not aside from darkness, His tender branch doth a flame dry up, And he turneth aside at the breath of His mouth!
nether he schal go awei fro derknessis. Flawme schal make drie hise braunchis, and he schal be takun a wey bi the spirit of his mouth.
31 Let him not put credence in vanity, He hath been deceived, For vanity is his recompence.
Bileue he not veynli disseyued bi errour, that he schal be ayenbouyt bi ony prijs.
32 Not in his day is it completed, And his bending branch is not green.
Bifor that hise daies ben fillid, he schal perische, and hise hondis schulen wexe drye;
33 He shaketh off as a vine his unripe fruit, And casteth off as an olive his blossom.
he schal be hirt as a vyne in the firste flour of his grape, and as an olyue tre castinge awei his flour.
34 For the company of the profane [is] gloomy, And fire hath consumed tents of bribery.
For the gaderyng togidere of an ipocrite is bareyn, and fier schal deuoure the tabernaclis of hem, that taken yiftis wilfuli.
35 To conceive misery, and to bear iniquity, Even their heart doth prepare deceit.
He conseyuede sorewe, and childide wickidnesse, and his wombe makith redi tretcheries.
