King James VersionJob15

Job

1 Then an­swered Elip­haz the Te­man­ite, and said, 2 Should a wise man ut­ter vain knowl­edge, and fill his bel­ly with the east wind? 3 Should he rea­son with un­prof­itable talk? or with speech­es where­with he can do no good? 4 Yea, thou castest off fear, and re­strainest prayer be­fore God. 5 For thy mouth ut­tereth thine in­iq­ui­ty, and thou choos­est the tongue of the crafty. 6 Thine own mouth con­dem­neth thee, and not I: yea, thine own lips tes­ti­fy against thee. 7 Art thou the first man that was born? or wast thou made be­fore the hills? 8 Hast thou heard the se­cret of God? and dost thou re­strain wis­dom to thy­self? 9 What know­est thou, that we know not? what un­der­stand­est thou, which is not in us? 10 With us are both the gray­head­ed and very aged men, much el­der than thy fa­ther. 11 Are the con­so­la­tions of God small with thee? is there any se­cret thing with thee? 12 Why doth thine heart car­ry thee away? and what do thy eyes wink at, 13 That thou turnest thy spir­it against God, and lettest such words go out of thy mouth? 14 What is man, that he should be clean? and he which is born of a wom­an, that he should be righ­teous? 15 Be­hold, he put­teth no trust in his saints; yea, the heav­ens are not clean in his sight. 16 How much more abom­inable and filthy is man, which drin­keth in­iq­ui­ty like wa­ter? 17 I will shew thee, hear me; and that which I have seen I will de­clare; 18 Which wise men have told from their fa­thers, and have not hid it: 19 Unto whom alone the earth was giv­en, and no stranger passed among them. 20 The wicked man tra­vaileth with pain all his days, and the num­ber of years is hid­den to the op­pres­sor. 21 A dread­ful sound is in his ears: in pros­per­i­ty the de­stroy­er shall come upon him. 22 He be­lieveth not that he shall re­turn out of dark­ness, and he is wait­ed for of the sword. 23 He wan­dereth abroad for bread, saying, Where is it? he knoweth that the day of dark­ness is ready at his hand. 24 Trou­ble and an­guish shall make him afraid; they shall pre­vail against him, as a king ready to the bat­tle. 25 For he stretch­eth out his hand against God, and strength­eneth him­self against the Almighty. 26 He run­neth upon him, even on his neck, upon the thick boss­es of his buck­lers: 27 Be­cause he cov­ereth his face with his fat­ness, and maketh col­lops of fat on his flanks. 28 And he dwelleth in des­o­late cities, and in hous­es which no man in­hab­iteth, which are ready to be­come heaps. 29 He shall not be rich, nei­ther shall his sub­stance con­tin­ue, nei­ther shall he pro­long the per­fec­tion there­of upon the earth. 30 He shall not de­part out of dark­ness; the flame shall dry up his branch­es, and by the breath of his mouth shall he go away. 31 Let not him that is de­ceived trust in van­i­ty: for van­i­ty shall be his rec­om­pence. 32 It shall be ac­com­plished be­fore his time, and his branch shall not be green. 33 He shall shake off his un­ripe grape as the vine, and shall cast off his flow­er as the olive. 34 For the con­gre­ga­tion of hyp­ocrites shall be des­o­late, and fire shall con­sume the taber­na­cles of bribery. 35 They con­ceive mis­chief, and bring forth van­i­ty, and their bel­ly pre­pareth de­ceit.

King James VersionJob15