Job 19:14 My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me. What is sweeter than a well-tuned lute, and what is more delightful than a faithful friend, who can cheer us in sorrow with wise and affectionate discourse? Nothing, however, is sooner untuned than a lute, and nothing is more fickle than a friend. The tone of the one changes with the weather, that of the other with fortune. With a clear sky, and a bright sun, and a gentle breeze, you will have friends in plenty; but let fortune frown, and the firmament be overcast, and then your friends will prove like the strings of the lute, of which you will tighten ten before you will find one that will bear the tension, or keep the pitch. (Gotthold.) Parallel Verses KJV: My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.WEB: My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me. |
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