Job Chapter 30 to 31 : American Standard Version
1But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, Whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock. 2Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? Men in whom ripe age is perished. 3They are gaunt with want and famine; They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation. 4They pluck salt-wort by the bushes; And the roots of the broom are their food. 5They are driven forth from the midst of men; They cry after them as after a thief; 6So that they dwell in frightful valleys, In holes of the earth and of the rocks. 7Among the bushes they bray; Under the nettles they are gathered together. 8They are children of fools, yea, children of base men; They were scourged out of the land. 9And now I am become their song, Yea, I am a byword unto them. 10They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And spare not to spit in my face. 11For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me; And they have cast off the bridle before me. 12Upon my right hand rise the rabble; They thrust aside my feet, And they cast up against me their ways of destruction. 13They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, Even men that have no helper. 14As through a wide breach they come: In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves upon me. 15Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud. 16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me. 17In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the pains that gnaw me take no rest. 18By God's great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. 19He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes. 20I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou gazest at me. 21Thou art turned to be cruel to me; With the might of thy hand thou persecutest me. 22Thou liftest me up to the wind, thou causest me to ride upon it; And thou dissolvest me in the storm. 23For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, And to the house appointed for all living. 24Howbeit doth not one stretch out the hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help? 25Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? Was not my soul grieved for the needy? 26When I looked for good, then evil came; And when I waited for light, there came darkness. 27My heart is troubled, and resteth not; Days of affliction are come upon me. 28I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help. 29I am a brother to jackals, And a companion to ostriches. 30My skin is black, and falleth from me, And my bones are burned with heat. 31Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.
31 Job 31
1I made a covenant with mine eyes; How then should I look upon a virgin? 2For what is the portion from God above, And the heritage from the Almighty on high? 3Is it not calamity to the unrighteous, And disaster to the workers of iniquity? 4Doth not he see my ways, And number all my steps? 5If I have walked with falsehood, And my foot hath hasted to deceit; 6(Let me be weighed in an even balance, That God may know mine integrity); 7If my step hath turned out of the way, And my heart walked after mine eyes, And if any spot hath cleaved to my hands: 8Then let me sow, and let another eat; Yea, let the produce of my field be rooted out. 9If my heart hath been enticed unto a woman, And I have laid wait at my neighbor's door; 10Then let my wife grind unto another, And let others bow down upon her. 11For that were a heinous crime; Yea, it were an iniquity to be punished by the judges: 12For it is a fire that consumeth unto Destruction, And would root out all mine increase. 13If I have despised the cause of my man-servant or of my maid-servant, When they contended with me; 14What then shall I do when God riseth up? And when he visiteth, what shall I answer him? 15Did not he that made me in the womb make him? And did not one fashion us in the womb? 16If I have withheld the poor from their desire, Or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail, 17Or have eaten my morsel alone, And the fatherless hath not eaten thereof; 18(Nay, from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, And her have I guided from my mother's womb); 19If I have seen any perish for want of clothing, Or that the needy had no covering; 20If his loins have not blessed me, And if he hath not been warmed with the fleece of my sheep; 21If I have lifted up my hand against the fatherless, Because I saw my help in the gate: 22Then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder-blade, And mine arm be broken from the bone. 23For calamity from God is a terror to me, And by reason of his majesty I can do nothing. 24If I have made gold my hope, And have said to the fine gold, Thou art my confidence; 25If I have rejoiced because my wealth was great, And because my hand had gotten much; 26If I have beheld the sun when it shined, Or the moon walking in brightness, 27And my heart hath been secretly enticed, And my mouth hath kissed my hand: 28This also were an iniquity to be punished by the judges; For I should have denied the God that is above. 29If I have rejoiced at the destruction of him that hated me, Or lifted up myself when evil found him; 30(Yea, I have not suffered by mouth to sin By asking his life with a curse); 31If the men of my tent have not said, Who can find one that hath not been filled with his meat? 32(The sojourner hath not lodged in the street; But I have opened my doors to the traveller); 33If like Adam I have covered my transgressions, By hiding mine iniquity in my bosom, 34Because I feared the great multitude, And the contempt of families terrified me, So that I kept silence, and went not out of the door- 35Oh that I had one to hear me! (Lo, here is my signature, let the Almighty answer me); And that I had the indictment which mine adversary hath written! 36Surely I would carry it upon my shoulder; I would bind it unto me as a crown: 37I would declare unto him the number of my steps; As a prince would I go near unto him. 38If my land crieth out against me, And the furrows thereof weep together; 39If I have eaten the fruits thereof without money, Or have caused the owners thereof to lose their life: 40Let thistles grow instead of wheat, And cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended.