Then Eliphaz the Temanite replied: ..."Submit to God and be at peace with Him;In this way prosperity will come to you.Accept instructions from His mouthAnd lay up His words in your heart.If you return to the Almighty, you will be restored:If you remove wickedness far from your tentAnd assign your nuggets to the dust,Your gold of Ophir to the rocks in the ravines,Then the Almighty will be your gold...  Read More

Then Job spoke again:Why do the wicked prosper,Growing old and powerful?They live to see their children grow old and settle down,And they enjoy their grandchildrenTheir homes are safe from every fear,And God does not punish them.Their bulls never fail to breed.Their cows bear calves and never miscarry. . . They spend their days in prosperity,Then go down to the grave in peace.And yet they say to G...  Read More

Don't you realize that from the beginning of time,Ever since people were first placed on the earth,The triumph of the wicked has been short lived and the joy of the godless has been only temporary?Though the pride of the godless reaches to the heavensAnd their heads touch the clouds,Yet they will vanish forever. . . Those who knew them will ask, 'Where are they?'. . . They enjoyed the sweet taste ...  Read More

My relatives stay far away,And my friends have turned against me.My family is gone, and my close friends have forgotten me.My servants and maids consider me a stranger.I am like a foreigner to them.When I call my servant, he doesn't come;I have to plead with him!My breath is repulsive to my wife.I am rejected by my own family. . . My close friends detest me.Those I loved have turned against me. . ...  Read More

Even now my witness is in heaven.My advocate is there on high.My friends scorn me, but I pour out my tears to God.I need someone to mediate between God and me, as a person mediates between friends. . . .My spirit is crushed, and my life is nearly snuffed out.The grave is ready to receive me.I am surrounded by mockers.I watch how bitterly they taunt me.You must defend my innocence, O God, since no ...  Read More

Then Job spoke again:"I have heard all this before. What miserable comforters you are!Won't you ever stop blowing hot air?What makes you keep on talking?I could say the same things if you were in my place.I could spout off criticism and shake my head at you.But if it were me, I would encourage you.I would try to take away your grief.Instead, I suffer if I defend myself.And I suffer no less if I re...  Read More