Part 302 (1/2)

Is not thy fear of G.o.d thy confidence, And thy hope the integrity of thy ways?

Now a thing was secretly brought to me, And mine ear received a whisper thereof. {186} In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake.

Then a spirit glided before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up.

It stood still, but I could not discern the appearance thereof; A form was before mine eyes: There was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than G.o.d?

Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?

Behold, he putteth no trust in his servants; And his angels he chargeth with folly: How much more them that dwell in houses of clay.

But man is born unto trouble, As the sparks fly upward.

But as for me, I would seek unto G.o.d, And unto G.o.d would I commit my cause: Who doeth great things and unsearchable; Marvellous things without number: Who giveth rain upon the earth, And sendeth waters upon the fields: So that he setteth up on high those that be low; And those which mourn are exalted to safety.

He frustrateth the devices of the crafty, So that their hands cannot perform their enterprise.

He taketh the wise in their own craftiness: {187} And the counsel of the froward is carried headlong.

They meet with darkness in the daytime, And grope at noonday as in the night.

But he saveth from the sword of their mouth, Even the needy from the hand of the mighty.

So the poor hath hope, And iniquity stoppeth her mouth.

Behold, happy is the man whom G.o.d correcteth: Therefore despise not thou the chastening of the Almighty.

For he maketh sore, and bindeth up; He woundeth, and his hands make whole.

In famine he shall redeem thee from death; And in war from the power of the sword.

Thou shalt be hid from the scourge of the tongue; Neither shalt thou be afraid of destruction when it cometh.

At destruction and dearth thou shalt laugh; Neither shalt thou be afraid of the beasts of the earth.

For thou shalt be in league with the stones of the field; And the beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee.

Thou shalt come to thy grave in a full age, Like as a shock of corn cometh in in its season.

Lo this, we have searched it, so it is; Hear it, and know thou it for thy good.

JOB.

Oh that my vexation were but weighed, And my calamity laid in the balances together!

For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas: Therefore have my words been rash. {188} For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of G.o.d do set themselves in array against me.

Oh that I might have my request; And that G.o.d would grant me the thing that I long for!

Even that it would please G.o.d to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

Then should I yet have comfort; Yea, I would exult in pain that spareth not: For I have not denied the words of the Holy One.

What is my strength, that I should wait?

And what is mine end, that I should be patient?

Is my strength the strength of stones?

My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, As the channel of brooks that pa.s.s away; Which are black by reason of the ice, And wherein the snow hideth itself: When they grow warm, they vanish: When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.

The caravans that travel by the way of them turn aside; They go up into the waste, and perish.

The caravans of Tema looked, The companies of Sheba waited for them.

They were ashamed because they had hoped; They came thither, and were confounded.

See now,--ye are just like that, Ye see a terror, and are afraid.

Did I say, Give unto me?

Or, Offer a present for me of your substance? {189} Or, Deliver me from the adversary's hand?

Or, Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors?

Teach me, and I will hold my peace: And cause me to understand wherein I have erred.

JOB.

(He speaks now to the Lord.)