The Book of Job

Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said,

If anyone tries to speak with you, will you be impatient? But who can stop himself from speaking?

See, you have instructed many; you have strengthened weak hands.

Your words have supported him who was falling; you have made feeble knees firm.

But now trouble has come to you, and you are weary; it touches you, and you are troubled.

Is not your fear your confidence, and the integrity of your ways your hope?

Think about this, please: Who has ever perished when innocent? Or when were the upright people ever cut off?

According to what I have seen, those who plow iniquity and sow trouble reap it.

By the breath of God they perish; by the blast of his anger they are consumed.

The roaring of the lion, the voice of the fierce lion, the teeth of the young lions-they are broken.

The old lion perishes for lack of victims; the cubs of the lioness are scattered everywhere.

Now a certain matter was secretly brought to me, and my ear received a whisper about it.

Then came thoughts from visions in the night, when deep sleep falls on people.

It was at night when fear and trembling came upon me, and all my bones shook.

Then a spirit passed before my face, and the hair of my flesh stood up.

The spirit stood still, but I could not discern its appearance. A form was before my eyes; there was silence, and I heard a voice that said,

“Can a mortal man be more righteous than God? Can a man be more pure than his Maker?

See, if God puts no trust in his servants; if he accuses his angels of folly,

how much more is this true of those who live in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed sooner than a moth?

Between morning and evening they are destroyed; they perish forever without anyone noticing them.

Are not their tent cords plucked up among them? They die; they die without wisdom.

Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered,

“If someone ventures to talk with you, will you be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?

Behold, you have instructed many, you have strengthened the weak hands.

Your words have supported him who was falling, you have made the feeble knees firm.

But now it has come to you, and you faint. It touches you, and you are troubled.

Isn’t your piety your confidence? Isn’t the integrity of your ways your hope?

“Remember, now, whoever perished, being innocent? Or where were the upright cut off?

According to what I have seen, those who plow iniquity and sow trouble, reap the same.

By the breath of God they perish. By the blast of his anger are they consumed.

The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, the teeth of the young lions, are broken.

The old lion perishes for lack of prey. The cubs of the lioness are scattered abroad.

“Now a thing was secretly brought to me. My ear received a whisper of it.

In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on men,

fear came on me, and trembling, which made all my bones shake.

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

It stood still, but I couldn’t discern its appearance. A form was before my eyes. Silence, then I heard a voice, saying,

‘Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?

Behold, he puts no trust in his servants. He charges his angels with error.

How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!

Between morning and evening they are destroyed. They perish forever without any regarding it.

Isn’t their tent cord plucked up within them? They die, and that without wisdom.’