Job 21

1Then Job answered, and said, 2Hear diligently my speech, And let this be your consolations. 3Allow me, and I also will speak, and after I have spoken, mock on. 4As for me, is my complaint to man? And why should I not be impatient? 5Mark me, and be astonished, and lay your hand upon your mouth. 6Even when I remember, I am troubled, and horror takes hold on my flesh. 7Why do the wicked live, become old, yea, grow mighty in power? 8Their seed is established with them in their sight, and their offspring before their eyes. 9Their houses are safe from fear, nor is the rod of God upon them. 10Their bull breeds, and does not fail. Their cow brings forth safely, and does not miscarry. 11They send forth their little ones like a flock, and their children dance. 12They sing to the timbrel and harp, and rejoice at the sound of the pipe. 13They spend their days in prosperity, and in a moment they go down to Sheol. 14And they say to God, Depart from us, for we do not desire the knowledge of thy ways. 15What is the Almighty that we should serve him? And what profit should we have, if we pray to him? 16Lo, is their prosperity not in their hand. (The counsel of the wicked is far from me.) 17How often is it that the lamp of the profane is put out, that their calamity comes upon them, that God distributes sorrows in his anger, 18that they are as stubble before the wind, and as chaff that the storm carries away? 19Ye say, God lays up his iniquity for his sons. Let him recompense it to himself that he may know it. 20Let his own eyes see his destruction, and let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty. 21For what does he care for his house after him when the number of his months is cut off? 22Shall any teach God knowledge, seeing he judges those who are high? 23One man dies in his full strength, being wholly at ease and quiet. 24His pails are full of milk, and the marrow of his bones is moistened. 25And another man dies in bitterness of soul, and never tastes of good. 26They lie down alike in the dust, and the worm covers them. 27Behold, I know your thoughts, and the devices with which ye would wrong me. 28For ye say, Where is the house of the prince? And where is the tent in which the wicked dwelt? 29Have ye not asked wayfaring men? And do ye not know their evidences, 30that the evil man is reserved to the day of calamity? That they are led forth to the day of wrath? 31Who shall declare his way to his face? And who shall repay him what he has done? 32Yet he shall be borne to the grave, and men shall keep watch over the tomb. 33The clods of the valley shall be sweet to him. And all men shall draw after him, as there were innumerable before him. 34How then ye comfort me in vain, seeing in your answers there remains falsehood?
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