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1Job continued his discourse: | 1Moreover Job continued his parable, and said, |
2"How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me, | 2Oh that I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; |
3when his lamp shone on my head and by his light I walked through darkness! | 3When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness; |
4Oh, for the days when I was in my prime, when God's intimate friendship blessed my house, | 4As I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of God was upon my tabernacle; |
5when the Almighty was still with me and my children were around me, | 5When the Almighty was yet with me, when my children were about me; |
6when my path was drenched with cream and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil. | 6When I washed my steps with butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil; |
7"When I went to the gate of the city and took my seat in the public square, | 7When I went out to the gate through the city, when I prepared my seat in the street! |
8the young men saw me and stepped aside and the old men rose to their feet; | 8The young men saw me, and hid themselves: and the aged arose, and stood up. |
9the chief men refrained from speaking and covered their mouths with their hands; | 9The princes refrained talking, and laid their hand on their mouth. |
10the voices of the nobles were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths. | 10The nobles held their peace, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth. |
11Whoever heard me spoke well of me, and those who saw me commended me, | 11When the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me: |
12because I rescued the poor who cried for help, and the fatherless who had none to assist them. | 12Because I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him. |
13The one who was dying blessed me; I made the widow's heart sing. | 13The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me: and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy. |
14I put on righteousness as my clothing; justice was my robe and my turban. | 14I put on righteousness, and it clothed me: my judgment was as a robe and a diadem. |
15I was eyes to the blind and feet to the lame. | 15I was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame. |
16I was a father to the needy; I took up the case of the stranger. | 16I was a father to the poor: and the cause which I knew not I searched out. |
17I broke the fangs of the wicked and snatched the victims from their teeth. | 17And I brake the jaws of the wicked, and plucked the spoil out of his teeth. |
18"I thought, 'I will die in my own house, my days as numerous as the grains of sand. | 18Then I said, I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply my days as the sand. |
19My roots will reach to the water, and the dew will lie all night on my branches. | 19My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch. |
20My glory will not fade; the bow will be ever new in my hand.' | 20My glory was fresh in me, and my bow was renewed in my hand. |
21"People listened to me expectantly, waiting in silence for my counsel. | 21Unto me men gave ear, and waited, and kept silence at my counsel. |
22After I had spoken, they spoke no more; my words fell gently on their ears. | 22After my words they spake not again; and my speech dropped upon them. |
23They waited for me as for showers and drank in my words as the spring rain. | 23And they waited for me as for the rain; and they opened their mouth wide as for the latter rain. |
24When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it; the light of my face was precious to them. | 24If I laughed on them, they believed it not; and the light of my countenance they cast not down. |
25I chose the way for them and sat as their chief; I dwelt as a king among his troops; I was like one who comforts mourners. | 25I chose out their way, and sat chief, and dwelt as a king in the army, as one that comforteth the mourners. |
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