| 1. | And Eliphaz the Temanite answereth and saith: -- |
| 2. | Hath one tried a word with thee? -- Thou art weary! And to keep in words who is able? |
| 3. | Lo, thou hast instructed many, And feeble hands thou makest strong. |
| 4. | The stumbling one do thy words raise up, And bowing knees thou dost strengthen. |
| 5. | But now, it cometh in unto thee, And thou art weary; It striketh unto thee, and thou art troubled. |
| 6. | Is not thy reverence thy confidence? Thy hope -- the perfection of thy ways? |
| 7. | Remember, I pray thee, Who, being innocent, hath perished? And where have the upright been cut off? |
| 8. | As I have seen -- ploughers of iniquity, And sowers of misery, reap it! |
| 9. | From the breath of God they perish, And from the spirit of His anger consumed. |
| 10. | The roaring of a lion, And the voice of a fierce lion, And teeth of young lions have been broken. |
| 11. | An old lion is perishing without prey, And the whelps of the lioness do separate. |
| 12. | And unto me a thing is secretly brought, And receive doth mine ear a little of it. |
| 13. | In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men, |
| 14. | Fear hath met me, and trembling, And the multitude of my bones caused to fear. |
| 15. | And a spirit before my face doth pass, Stand up doth the hair of my flesh; |
| 16. | It standeth, and I discern not its aspect, A similitude `is' over-against mine eyes, Silence! and a voice I hear: |
| 17. | `Is mortal man than God more righteous? Than his Maker is a man cleaner? |
| 18. | Lo, in His servants He putteth no credence, Nor in His messengers setteth praise.' |
| 19. | Also -- the inhabitants of houses of clay, (Whose foundation `is' in the dust, They bruise them before a moth.) |
| 20. | From morning to evening are beaten down, Without any regarding, for ever they perish. |
| 21. | Hath not their excellency been removed with them? They die, and not in wisdom! |