|52 Week Bible Reading Plan|
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52 Week Bible Reading Plan
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- And Job again took up his discourse, and said:
- "Oh, that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me;
- when his lamp shone upon my head, and by his light I walked through darkness;
- as I was in my autumn days, when the friendship of God was upon my tent;
- when the Almighty was yet with me, when my children were about me;
- when my steps were washed with milk, and the rock poured out for me streams of oil!
- When I went out to the gate of the city, when I prepared my seat in the square,
- the young men saw me and withdrew, and the aged rose and stood;
- the princes refrained from talking, and laid their hand on their mouth;
- the voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.
- When the ear heard, it called me blessed, and when the eye saw, it approved;
- because I delivered the poor who cried, and the fatherless who had none to help him.
- The blessing of him who was about to perish came upon me, and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.
- I put on righteousness, and it clothed me; my justice was like a robe and a turban.
- I was eyes to the blind, and feet to the lame.
- I was a father to the poor, and I searched out the cause of him whom I did not know.
- I broke the fangs of the unrighteous, and made him drop his prey from his teeth.
- Then I thought, 'I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply my days as the sand,
- my roots spread out to the waters, with the dew all night on my branches,
- my glory fresh with me, and my bow ever new in my hand.'
- "Men listened to me, and waited, and kept silence for my counsel.
- After I spoke they did not speak again, and my word dropped upon them.
- They waited for me as for the rain; and they opened their mouths as for the spring rain.
- I smiled on them when they had no confidence; and the light of my countenance they did not cast down.
- I chose their way, and sat as chief, and I dwelt like a king among his troops, like one who comforts mourners.
- "But now they make sport of me, men who are younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
- What could I gain from the strength of their hands, men whose vigor is gone?
- Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry and desolate ground;
- they pick mallow and the leaves of bushes, and to warm themselves the roots of the broom.
- They are driven out from among men; they shout after them as after a thief.
- In the gullies of the torrents they must dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
- Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together.
- A senseless, a disreputable brood, they have been whipped out of the land.
- "And now I have become their song, I am a byword to them.
- They abhor me, they keep aloof from me; they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me.
- Because God has loosed my cord and humbled me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
- On my right hand the rabble rise, they drive me forth, they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
- They break up my path, they promote my calamity; no one restrains them.
- As through a wide breach they come; amid the crash they roll on.
- Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
- "And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.
- The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
- With violence it seizes my garment; it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
- God has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
- I cry to thee and thou dost not answer me; I stand, and thou dost not heed me.
- Thou hast turned cruel to me; with the might of thy hand thou dost persecute me.
- Thou liftest me up on the wind, thou makest me ride on it, and thou tossest me about in the roar of the storm.
- Yea, I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
- "Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, and in his disaster cry for help?
- Did not I weep for him whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
- But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, darkness came.
- My heart is in turmoil, and is never still; days of affliction come to meet me.
- I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
- I am a brother of jackals, and a companion of ostriches.
- My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.
- My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.
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