Job's Summary Defense
Job further continued his discourse, and said:
"Oh, that I were as in months a past,
As in the days when God b watched over me;
c When His lamp shone upon my head,
And when by His light I walked through darkness;
Just as I was in the days of my prime,
When d the friendly counsel of God was over my tent;
When the Almighty was yet with me,
When my children were around me;
When e my steps were bathed with cream,
And f the rock poured out rivers of oil for me!
"When I went out to the gate by the city,
When I took my seat in the open square,
The young men saw me and hid,
And the aged arose and stood;
The princes refrained from talking,
And g put their hand on their mouth;
The voice of nobles was hushed,
And their h tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.
When the ear heard, then it blessed me,
And when the eye saw, then it approved me;
Because i I delivered the poor who cried out,
The fatherless and the one who had no helper.
The blessing of a perishing man came upon me,
And I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.
j I put on righteousness, and it clothed me;
My justice was like a robe and a turban.
I was k eyes to the blind,
And I was feet to the lame.
I was a father to the poor,
And l I searched out the case that I did not know.
I broke m the fangs of the wicked,
And plucked the victim from his teeth.
"Then I said, n 'I shall die in my nest,
And multiply my days as the sand.
o My root is spread out p to the waters,
And the dew lies all night on my branch.
My glory is fresh within me,
And my q bow is renewed in my hand.'
" Men listened to me and waited,
And kept silence for my counsel.
After my words they did not speak again,
And my speech settled on them as dew.
They waited for me as for the rain,
And they opened their mouth wide as for r the spring rain.
If I mocked at them, they did not believe it,
And the light of my countenance they did not cast down.
I chose the way for them, and sat as chief;
So I dwelt as a king in the army,
As one who comforts mourners.
"But now they mock at me, men younger than I,
Whose fathers I disdained to put with the dogs of my flock.
Indeed, what profit is the strength of their hands to me?
Their vigor has perished.
They are gaunt from want and famine,
Fleeing late to the wilderness, desolate and waste,
Who pluck mallow by the bushes,
And broom tree roots for their food.
They were driven out from among men,
They shouted at them as at a thief.
They had to live in the clefts of the valleys,
In caves of the earth and the rocks.
Among the bushes they brayed,
Under the nettles they nestled.
They were sons of fools,
Yes, sons of vile men;
They were scourged from the land.
"And a now I am their taunting song;
Yes, I am their byword.
They abhor me, they keep far from me;
They do not hesitate b to spit in my face.
Because c He has loosed my bowstring and afflicted me,
They have cast off restraint before me.
At my right hand the rabble arises;
They push away my feet,
And d they raise against me their ways of destruction.
They break up my path,
They promote my calamity;
They have no helper.
They come as broad breakers;
Under the ruinous storm they roll along.
Terrors are turned upon me;
They pursue my honor as the wind,
And my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
"And e now my soul is f poured out because of my plight;
The days of affliction take hold of me.
My bones are pierced in me at night,
And my gnawing pains take no rest.
By great force my garment is disfigured;
It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
He has cast me into the mire,
And I have become like dust and ashes.
"I g cry out to You, but You do not answer me;
I stand up, and You regard me.
But You have become cruel to me;
With the strength of Your hand You h oppose me.
You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it;
You spoil my success.
For I know that You will bring me to death,
And to the house i appointed for all living.
"Surely He would not stretch out His hand against a heap of ruins,
If they cry out when He destroys it.
j Have I not wept for him who was in trouble?
Has not my soul grieved for the poor?
k But when I looked for good, evil came to me;
And when I waited for light, then came darkness.
My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest;
Days of affliction confront me.
l I go about mourning, but not in the sun;
I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.
m I am a brother of jackals,
And a companion of ostriches.
n My skin grows black and falls from me;
o My bones burn with fever.
My harp is turned to mourning,
And my flute to the voice of those who weep.
New King James Version (NKJV) Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc.
Job 1:1 - 5
There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was blameless and upright, and one who feared God and shunned evil.
Have You not made a hedge around him, around his household, and around all that he has on every side? You have blessed the work of his hands, and his possessions have increased in the land.
The light is dark in his tent, And his lamp beside him is put out.
Have you heard the counsel of God? Do you limit wisdom to yourself?
The secret of the LORD is with those who fear Him, And He will show them His covenant.
For the perverse person is an abomination to the LORD, But His secret counsel is with the upright.
Binding his donkey to the vine, And his donkey's colt to the choice vine, He washed his garments in wine, And his clothes in the blood of grapes.
Curds from the cattle, and milk of the flock, With fat of lambs; And rams of the breed of Bashan, and goats, With the choicest wheat; And you drank wine, the blood of the grapes.
He will not see the streams, The rivers flowing with honey and cream.
He made him ride in the heights of the earth, That he might eat the produce of the fields; He made him draw honey from the rock, And oil from the flinty rock.
He would have fed them also with the finest of wheat; And with honey from the rock I would have satisfied you.
Look at me and be astonished; Put your hand over your mouth.
If I do not remember you, Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth - If I do not exalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy.
Job 31:16 - 23
If I have kept the poor from their desire, Or caused the eyes of the widow to fail.
For He will deliver the needy when he cries, The poor also, and him who has no helper.
Whoever shuts his ears to the cry of the poor Will also cry himself and not be heard.
Deliver those who are drawn toward death, And hold back those stumbling to the slaughter.
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Far be it from me That I should say you are rig...
My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let ...
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For He put on righteousness as a breastplate, A...
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So Moses said, "Please do not leave, inasmuch as you know how we are to camp in the wilderness, and you can be our eyes.
The righteous considers the cause of the poor, But the wicked does not understand such knowledge.
Break their teeth in their mouth, O God! Break out the fangs of the young lions, O LORD!
There is a generation whose teeth are like swords, And whose fangs are like knives, To devour the poor from off the earth, And the needy from among men.
Now in my prosperity I said, "I shall never be moved.
His roots are dried out below, And his branch withers above.
He shall be like a tree Planted by the rivers of water, That brings forth its fruit in its season, Whose leaf also shall not wither; And whatever he does shall prosper.
Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, And whose hope is the LORD.
For he shall be like a tree planted by the waters, Which spreads out its roots by the river, And will not fear when heat comes; But its leaf will be green, And will not be anxious in the year of drought, Nor will cease from yielding fruit.
But his bow remained in strength, And the arms of his hands were made strong By the hands of the Mighty God of Jacob (From there is the Shepherd, the Stone of Israel).
He teaches my hands to make war, So that my arms can bend a bow of bronze.
Ask the LORD for rain In the time of the latter rain. The LORD will make flashing clouds; He will give them showers of rain, Grass in the field for everyone.
But He has made me a byword of the people, And I have become one in whose face men spit.
Those who sit in the gate speak against me, And I am the song of the drunkards.
I have become the ridicule of all my people - Their taunting song all the day.
Look at their sitting down and their rising up; I am their taunting song.
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But He has made me a byword of the people, And ...
I gave My back to those who struck Me, And My c...
Then they spat in His face and beat Him; and ot...
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He loosens the bonds of kings, And binds their waist with a belt.
His troops come together And build up their road against me; They encamp all around my tent.
When I remember these things, I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go with the multitude; I went with them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, With a multitude that kept a pilgrim feast.
I am poured out like water, And all My bones are out of joint; My heart is like wax; It has melted within Me.
Therefore I will divide Him a portion with the great, And He shall divide the spoil with the strong, Because He poured out His soul unto death, And He was numbered with the transgressors, And He bore the sin of many, And made intercession for the transgressors.
If I cry out concerning wrong, I am not heard. If I cry aloud, there is no justice.
Does it seem good to You that You should oppress, That You should despise the work of Your hands, And smile on the counsel of the wicked?
He tears me in His wrath, and hates me; He gnashes at me with His teeth; My adversary sharpens His gaze on me.
He breaks me with wound upon wound; He runs at me like a warrior.
Know then that God has wronged me, And has surrounded me with His net.
Why do you persecute me as God does, And are not satisfied with my flesh?
And as it is appointed for men to die once, but after this the judgment.
But as for me, when they were sick, My clothing was sackcloth; I humbled myself with fasting; And my prayer would return to my own heart.
I paced about as though he were my friend or brother; I bowed down heavily, as one who mourns for his mother.
Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep.
For the thing I greatly feared has come upon me, And what I dreaded has happened to me.
I am not at ease, nor am I quiet; I have no rest, for trouble comes.
We looked for peace, but no good came; And for a time of health, and there was trouble!
My harp is turned to mourning, And my flute to the voice of those who weep.
I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
I will say to God my Rock, "Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
For You are the God of my strength; Why do You cast me off? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
But You have severely broken us in the place of jackals, And covered us with the shadow of death.
I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am like an owl of the desert.
Therefore I will wail and howl, I will go stripped and naked; I will make a wailing like the jackals And a mourning like the ostriches.
For I have become like a wineskin in smoke, Yet I do not forget Your statutes.
Now their appearance is blacker than soot; They go unrecognized in the streets; Their skin clings to their bones, It has become as dry as wood.
Our skin is hot as an oven, Because of the fever of famine.
For my days are consumed like smoke, And my bones are burned like a hearth.