King James VersionJob24

Job

1 Why, see­ing times are not hid­den from the Almighty, do they that know him not see his days? 2 Some re­move the land­marks; they vi­o­lent­ly take away flocks, and feed thereof. 3 They drive away the ass of the fa­ther­less, they take the widow's ox for a pledge. 4 They turn the needy out of the way: the poor of the earth hide them­selves to­geth­er. 5 Be­hold, as wild ass­es in the desert, go they forth to their work; ris­ing be­times for a prey: the wilder­ness yieldeth food for them and for their chil­dren. 6 They reap ev­ery one his corn in the field: and they gath­er the vin­tage of the wicked. 7 They cause the naked to lodge with­out cloth­ing, that they have no cov­er­ing in the cold. 8 They are wet with the show­ers of the moun­tains, and em­brace the rock for want of a shel­ter. 9 They pluck the fa­ther­less from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor. 10 They cause him to go naked with­out cloth­ing, and they take away the sheaf from the hun­gry; 11 Which make oil with­in their walls, and tread their wine­press­es, and suf­fer thirst. 12 Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wound­ed cri­eth out: yet God layeth not fol­ly ­to them. 13 They are of those that rebel against the light; they know not the ways there­of, nor abide in the paths there­of. 14 The mur­der­er ris­ing with the light kil­leth the poor and needy, and in the night is as a thief. 15 The eye also of the adul­ter­er wait­eth for the twi­light, say­ing, No eye shall see me: and dis­guiseth his face. 16 In the dark they dig through hous­es, which they had marked for them­selves in the day­time: they know not the light. 17 For the morn­ing is to them even as the shad­ow of death: if one know them, they are in the ter­rors of the shad­ow of death. 18 He is swift as the wa­ters; their por­tion is cursed in the earth: he be­hold­eth not the way of the vine­yards. 19 Drought and heat con­sume the snow wa­ters: ­so doth the grave those which have sinned. 20 The womb shall for­get him; the worm shall feed sweet­ly on him; he shall be no more re­mem­bered; and wicked­ness shall be bro­ken as a tree. 21 He evil en­treateth the bar­ren that beareth not: and doeth not good to the wid­ow. 22 He draweth also the mighty with his pow­er: he riseth up, and no man is sure of life. 23 Though it be giv­en him ­to be in safe­ty, where­on he resteth; yet his eyes are upon their ways. 24 They are ex­alt­ed for a lit­tle while, but are gone and brought low; they are tak­en out of the way as all other, and cut off as the tops of the ears of corn. 25 And if it be not so now, who will make me a liar, and make my speech noth­ing worth?

King James VersionJob24