Job 30 Cross References - YLT

¹ And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock. ² Also—the power of their hands, why is it to me? On them hath old age perished. ³ With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste, ⁴ Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots is their food. ⁵ From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief), ⁶ In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts. ⁷ Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together. ⁸ Sons of folly—even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land. ⁹ And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword. ¹⁰ They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit. ¹¹ Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away. ¹² On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity. ¹³ They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.' ¹⁴ As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
¹⁵ He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away. ¹⁶ And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction. ¹⁷ At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down. ¹⁸ By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me. ¹⁹ Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes. ²⁰ I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me. ²¹ Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppressest me. ²² Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest—Thou levellest me. ²³ For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And to the house appointed for all living. ²⁴ Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety. ²⁵ Did not I weep for him whose day is hard? Grieved hath my soul for the needy. ²⁶ When good I expected, then cometh evil, And I wait for light, and darkness cometh. ²⁷ My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction. ²⁸ Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry. ²⁹ A brother I have been to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich. ³⁰ My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat, ³¹ And my harp doth become mourning, And my organ the sound of weeping.

²³ And he goeth up thence to Beth-El, and he is going up in the way, and little youths have come out from the city, and scoff at him, and say to him, `Go up, bald-head! go up, bald-head!'

⁴ A laughter to his friend I am: `He calleth to God, and He answereth him,' A laughter is the perfect righteous one.

¹³ My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me. ¹⁴ Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me, ¹⁵ Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes. ¹⁶ To my servant I have called, And he doth not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him. ¹⁷ My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favours to the sons of my mother's womb. ¹⁸ Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me. ¹⁹ Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.

⁸ Seen me have youths, and they, been hidden, And the aged have risen—they stood up. ⁹ Princes have kept in words, And a hand they place on their mouth. ¹⁰ The voice of leaders hath been hidden, And their tongue to the palate hath cleaved.

¹⁵ And—in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased; ¹⁶ With profane ones, mockers in feasts, Gnashing against me their teeth.

¹² Those sitting at the gate meditate concerning me, And those drinking strong drink, Play on instruments.

⁵ And the people hath exacted—man upon man, Even a man on his neighbour, Enlarge themselves do the youths against the aged, And the lightly esteemed against the honoured.

⁶⁵ and certain began to spit on him, and to cover his face, and to buffet him, and to say to him, `Prophesy;' and the officers were striking him with their palms.

¹⁷ and clothe him with purple, and having plaited a crown of thorns, they put it on him, ¹⁸ and began to salute him, `Hail, King of the Jews.' ¹⁹ And they were smiting him on the head with a reed, and were spitting on him, and having bent the knee, were bowing to him, ²⁰ and when they had mocked him, they took the purple from off him, and clothed him in his own garments, and they led him forth, that they may crucify him.

¹⁴ said unto them, `Ye brought to me this man as perverting the people, and lo, I before you having examined, found in this man no fault in those things ye bring forward against him;

¹⁸ and they cried out—the whole multitude—saying, `Away with this one, and release to us Barabbas,'

³⁵ And the people were standing, looking on, and the rulers also were sneering with them, saying, `Others he saved, let him save himself, if this be the Christ, the choice one of God.'

³⁹ And one of the evil-doers who were hanged, was speaking evil of him, saying, `If thou be the Christ, save thyself and us.'

⁵ And the unbelieving Jews, having been moved with envy, and having taken to them of the loungers certain evil men, and having made a crowd, were setting the city in an uproar; having assailed also the house of Jason, they were seeking them to bring them to the populace,

¹² A certain one of them, a prophet of their own, said—`Cretans! always liars, evil beasts, lazy bellies!'

⁵ Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself—food for young ones.

¹³ They have been among rebellious ones of light, They have not discerned His ways, Nor abode in His paths. ¹⁴ At the light doth the murderer rise, He doth slay the poor and needy, And in the night he is as a thief. ¹⁵ And the eye of an adulterer Hath observed the twilight, Saying, `No eye doth behold me.' And he putteth the face in secret. ¹⁶ He hath dug in the darkness—houses; By day they shut themselves up, They have not known light.

³⁸ of whom the world was not worthy; in deserts wandering, and in mountains, and in caves, and in the holes of the earth;

³⁸ And Elisha hath turned back to Gilgal, and the famine is in the land, and the sons of the prophets are sitting before him, and he saith to his young man, `Set on the great pot, and boil pottage for the sons of the prophets.' ³⁹ And one goeth out unto the field to gather herbs, and findeth a vine of the field, and gathereth of it gourds of the field—the fulness of his garment—and cometh in and splitteth them into the pot of pottage, for they knew them not;

¹⁴ And Amos answereth and saith unto Amaziah, `I am no prophet, nor a prophet's son am I, but a herdsman I am, and a cultivator of sycamores,

¹⁶ and he was desirous to fill his belly from the husks that the swine were eating, and no one was giving to him.

¹² when thou tillest the ground, it doth not add to give its strength to thee—a wanderer, even a trembling one, thou art in the earth.'
¹³ And Cain saith unto Jehovah, `Greater is my punishment than to be borne; ¹⁴ lo, Thou hast driven me to-day from off the face of the ground, and from Thy face I am hid; and I have been a wanderer, even a trembling one, in the earth, and it hath been—every one finding me doth slay me.'

¹⁰ And wander continually do his sons, Yea, they have begged, And have sought out of their dry places.

²⁵ and they are driving thee away from men, and with the beast of the field is thy dwelling, and the herb as oxen they do cause thee to eat, and by the dew of the heavens they are wetting thee, and seven times do pass over thee, till that thou knowest that the Most High is ruler in the kingdom of men, and to whom He willeth He giveth it.

³² and from men they are driving thee away, and with the beast of the field is thy dwelling, the herb as oxen they do cause thee to eat, and seven times do pass over thee, till that thou knowest that the Most High is ruler in the kingdom of men, and to whom He willeth He giveth it. ³³ `In that hour the thing hath been fulfilled on Nebuchadnezzar, and from men he is driven, and the herb as oxen he eateth, and by the dew of the heavens his body is wet, till that his hair as eagles' hath become great, and his nails as birds.'

² and the hand of Midian is strong against Israel, from the presence of Midian have the sons of Israel made for themselves the flowings which are in the mountains, and the caves, and the strongholds.

¹ And David goeth thence, and is escaped unto the cave of Adullam, and his brethren hear, and all the house of his father, and go down unto him thither; ² and gather themselves unto him do every man in distress, and every man who hath an exactor, and every man bitter in soul, and he is over them for head, and there are with him about four hundred men.

¹⁹ And men have entered into caverns of rocks, And into caves of dust, Because of the fear of Jehovah, And because of the honour of His excellency, In His rising to terrify the earth.

¹⁵ and the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich, and the chiefs of thousands, and the mighty, and every servant, and every freeman, hid themselves in the dens, and in the rocks of the mountains,

¹² and he is a wild-ass man, his hand against every one, and every one's hand against him—and before the face of all his brethren he dwelleth.'

⁵ Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass? Loweth an ox over his provender?

¹² And empty man is bold, And the colt of a wild ass man is born.

¹⁸ And he walketh in the way of the kings of Israel, as did the house of Ahab, for a daughter of Ahab was to him for a wife, and he doth the evil thing in the eyes of Jehovah,

²⁷ and he walketh in the way of the house of Ahab, and doth the evil thing in the eyes of Jehovah, like the house of Ahab, for he is son-in-law of the house of Ahab.

³ he also hath walked in the ways of the house of Ahab, for his mother hath been his counsellor to do wickedly.

⁴ Lo, I have been vile, What do I return to Thee? My hand I have placed on my mouth.

⁴ Despised in his eyes is a rejected one, And those fearing Jehovah he doth honour. He hath sworn to suffer evil, and changeth not;

¹⁰ For he seeth wise men die, Together the foolish and brutish perish, And have left to others their wealth. ¹¹ Their heart is : Their houses are to the age, Their tabernacles to all generations. They proclaimed their names over the lands. ¹² And man in honour doth not remain, He hath been like the beasts, they have been cut off. ¹³ This their way is folly for them, And their posterity with their sayings are pleased. Selah.

⁷ Fear of Jehovah is a beginning of knowledge, Wisdom and instruction fools have despised!

²² `Till when, ye simple, do ye love simplicity? And have scorners their scorning desired? And do fools hate knowledge?

²² A fountain of life is understanding to its possessors, The instruction of fools is folly.

⁶ For a fool speaketh folly, And his heart doth iniquity, to do profanity, And to speak concerning Jehovah error, To empty the soul of the hungry, Yea, drink of the thirsty he causeth to lack.

¹⁸ The sons are gathering wood, And the fathers are causing the fire to burn, And the women are kneading dough, To make cakes to the queen of the heavens, And to pour out libations to other gods, So as to provoke Me to anger.

²⁴ And she, having gone forth, said to her mother, `What shall I ask for myself?' and she said, `The head of John the Baptist;'

⁶ And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.

¹⁴ Thou makest us a simile among nations, A shaking of the head among peoples.

¹¹ And I make my clothing sackcloth, And I am to them for a simile. ¹² Those sitting at the gate meditate concerning me, And those drinking strong drink, Play on instruments.

¹⁴ I have been a derision to all my people, Their song all the day.

⁶³ Their sitting down, and their rising up, Behold attentively, I am their song.

¹⁴ And Jehovah saith unto Moses, `And her father had but spat in her face—is she not ashamed seven days? she is shut out seven days at the outside of the camp, and afterwards she is gathered.'

⁹ `Then hath his brother's wife drawn nigh unto him, before the eyes of the elders, and drawn his shoe from off his foot, and spat in his face, and answered and said, Thus it is done to the man who doth not build up the house of his brother;

¹³ My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me. ¹⁴ Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me,

¹⁹ Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.

⁶ Therefore do I loathe it, And I have repented on dust and ashes.

⁸ Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me, Thou hast made me an abomination to them, Shut up—I go not forth.

⁷ All the brethren of the poor have hated him, Surely also his friends have been far from him, He is pursuing words—they are not!

⁶ My back I have given to those smiting, And my cheeks to those plucking out, My face I hid not from shame and spitting.

⁸ And I cut off the three shepherds in one month, and my soul is grieved with them, and also their soul hath abhorred me.

⁵⁶ but all this hath come to pass, that the Writings of the prophets may be fulfilled;' then all the disciples, having left him, fled.

⁶⁷ Then did they spit in his face and buffet him, and others did slap,

³⁰ And having spit on him, they took the reed, and were smiting on his head;

²¹ I went out full, and empty hath Jehovah brought me back, why do ye call me Naomi, and Jehovah hath testified against me, and the Almighty hath done evil to me?'

⁵ And king David hath come in unto Bahurim, and lo, thence a man is coming out, of the family of the house of Saul, and his name is Shimei, son of Gera, he cometh out, coming out and reviling; ⁶ and he stoneth David with stones, and all the servants of king David, and all the people, and all the mighty men on his right and on his left. ⁷ And thus said Shimei in his reviling, `Go out, go out, O man of blood, and man of worthlessness! ⁸ Jehovah hath turned back on thee all the blood of the house of Saul, in whose stead thou hast reigned, and Jehovah doth give the kingdom in to the hand of Absalom thy son; and lo, thou art in thine evil, for a man of blood thou art .'

¹⁸ The bands of kings He hath opened, And He bindeth a girdle on their loins.

²¹ Pouring contempt upon princes, And the girdle of the mighty He made feeble.

⁹ Be ye not as a horse—as a mule, Without understanding, With bridle and bit, its ornaments, to curb, Not to come near unto thee.

²¹ And they enlarge against me their mouth, They said, `Aha, aha, our eye hath seen.'

⁶⁷ Then did they spit in his face and buffet him, and others did slap, ⁶⁸ saying, `Declare to us, O Christ, who he is that struck thee?'

³⁹ and those passing by were speaking evil of him, wagging their heads, ⁴⁰ and saying, `Thou that art throwing down the sanctuary, and in three days building it, save thyself; if Son thou art of God, come down from the cross.' <sup>41</sup> And in like manner also the chief priests mocking, with the scribes and elders, said, <sup>42</sup> `Others he saved; himself he is not able to save! If he be King of Israel, let him come down now from the cross, and we will believe him; ⁴³ he hath trusted on God, let Him now deliver him, if He wish him, because he said—Son of God I am;' ⁴⁴ with the same also the robbers, who were crucified with him, were reproaching him.

²⁶ If any one doth think to be religious among you, not bridling his tongue, but deceiving his heart, of this one vain is the religion;

¹² Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.

¹⁸ Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.

⁴ Preserve me, Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked, From one of violence Thou keepest me, Who have devised to overthrow my steps. ⁵ The proud hid a snare for me—and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.

²⁶ For they have pursued him Thou hast smitten, And recount of the pain of Thy pierced ones.

¹² My people—its exactors are sucklings, And women have ruled over it. My people—thy eulogists are causing to err, And the way of thy paths swallowed up.

¹⁵ And with great wrath I am wroth against the nations who are at ease, For I was a little wroth, and they assisted—for evil.

¹⁶ Who have been cut down unexpectedly, A flood is poured out on their foundation.

⁴ Compassed me have cords of death, And streams of the worthless make me afraid.

¹⁴ Deliver me from the mire, and let me not sink, Let me be delivered from those hating me, And from deep places of waters. ¹⁵ Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.

⁷ Therefore, lo, the Lord is bringing up on them, The waters of the river, the mighty and the great, (The king of Asshur, and all his glory,) And it hath gone up over all its streams, And hath gone on over all its banks. ⁸ And it hath passed on into Judah, It hath overflown and passed over, Unto the neck it cometh, And the stretching out of its wings Hath been the fulness of the breadth of thy land, O Emmanu-El!

²⁵ For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.

⁴ For arrows of the Mighty are with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves for me!

⁹ Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up.

¹⁴ And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,

²⁷ Though I say, `I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!' ²⁸ I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me.

¹⁶ And it riseth—as a lion Thou huntest me. And Thou turnest back—Thou shewest Thyself wonderful in me.

²³ For a dread unto me is calamity from God, And because of His excellency I am not able.

⁴ My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me. ⁵ Fear and trembling come in to me, And horror doth cover me.

¹⁵ I am afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors—I pine away.

²² I have blotted out, as by a thick cloud, Thy transgressions, And as by a cloud thy sins, Return unto Me, for I have redeemed thee.

⁴ What do I do to thee, O Ephraim? What do I do to thee, O Judah? Your goodness is as a cloud of the morning, And as dew rising early—going.

³ Therefore they are as a cloud of the morning, And as dew, rising early, going away, As chaff tossed about out of a floor, And as smoke out of a window.

¹⁵ And Hannah answereth and saith, `No, my lord, A woman sharply pained in spirit I am, and wine and strong drink I have not drunk, and I pour out my soul before Jehovah;

²⁴ For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters are my roarings.

¹⁴ As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.

¹² For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.

⁴ These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast!

¹² Therefore I give a portion to him among the many, And with the mighty he apportioneth spoil, Because that he exposed to death his soul, And with transgressors he was numbered, And he the sin of many hath borne, And for transgressors he intercedeth.

⁴ If I lay down then I said, `When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.

¹⁹ And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones is enduring. ²⁰ And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food. ²¹ His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!

² Favour me, O Jehovah, for I am weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones, ³ And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when? ⁴ Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake. ⁵ For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee? ⁶ I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night on my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.

² My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.

² For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand. ³ Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin. ⁴ For mine iniquities have passed over my head, As a heavy burden—too heavy for me. ⁵ Stunk—become corrupt have my wounds, Because of my folly. ⁶ I have been bent down, I have been bowed down—unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning. ⁷ For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh. ⁸ I have been feeble and smitten—unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.

¹³ I have set Him till morning as a lion, So doth He break all my bones, From day unto night Thou dost end me.

⁷ And the Adversary goeth forth from the presence of Jehovah, and smiteth Job with a sore ulcer from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

⁵ Clothed hath been my flesh with worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,

²⁰ To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.

⁵ Stunk—become corrupt have my wounds, Because of my folly.

⁵ Wherefore are ye stricken any more? Ye do add apostasy! Every head is become diseased, and every heart is sick. ⁶ From the sole of the foot—unto the head, There is no soundness in it, Wound, and bruise, and fresh smiting! They have not been closed nor bound, Nor have they softened with ointment.

²⁷ And Abraham answereth and saith, `Lo, I pray thee, I have willed to speak unto the Lord, and I—dust and ashes;

⁸ And he taketh to him a potsherd to scrape himself with it, and he is sitting in the midst of the ashes.

³¹ Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.

¹ To the Overseer. —`On the Lilies,' by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul. ² I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.

¹⁴ Deliver me from the mire, and let me not sink, Let me be delivered from those hating me, And from deep places of waters.

⁶ And they take Jeremiah, and cast him into the pit of Malchiah son of the king, that is in the court of the prison, and they send down Jeremiah with cords; and in the pit there is no water, but mire, and Jeremiah sinketh in the mire.

⁷ Lo, I cry out—violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.

⁹ His cry doth God hear, When distress cometh on him?

⁴ Jehovah, God of Hosts, till when? Thou hast burned against the prayer of Thy people. ⁵ Thou hast caused them to eat bread of tears, And causest them to drink With tears a third time.

⁸ Also when I call and cry out, He hath shut out my prayer.

⁴⁴ Thou hast covered Thyself with a cloud, So that prayer doth not pass through.

²³ And he did not answer her a word; and his disciples having come to him, were asking him, saying—`Let her away, because she crieth after us;'

⁹ That God would please—and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!

²⁰ I have sinned, what do I to Thee, O watcher of man? Why hast Thou set me for a mark to Thee, And I am for a burden to myself—and what? ²¹ Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me—and I am not!

³ Is it good for Thee that Thou dost oppress? That Thou despisest the labour of Thy hands, And on the counsel of the wicked hast shone?

¹⁴ If I sinned, then Thou hast observed me, And from mine iniquity dost not acquit me, ¹⁵ If I have done wickedly—woe to me, And righteously—I lift not up my head, Full of shame—then see my affliction, ¹⁶ And it riseth—as a lion Thou huntest me. And Thou turnest back—Thou shewest Thyself wonderful in me. ¹⁷ Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, And dost multiply Thine anger with me, Changes and warfare are with me.

²⁵ A leaf driven away dost Thou terrify? And the dry stubble dost Thou pursue? ²⁶ For Thou writest against me bitter things, And causest me to possess iniquities of my youth: ²⁷ And puttest in the stocks my feet, And observest all my paths, On the roots of my feet Thou settest a print, ²⁸ And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.

⁹ His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me. ¹⁰ They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves. ¹¹ God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over. ¹² At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark. ¹³ Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall. ¹⁴ He breaketh me—breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.

⁶ Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round, ⁷ Lo, I cry out—violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.
⁸ My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth. ⁹ Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.

²² Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?

⁶ In the abundance of power doth He strive with me? No! surely He putteth it in me.

⁷ To the ages doth the Lord cast off? Doth He add to be pleased no more? ⁸ Hath His kindness ceased for ever? The saying failed to all generations? ⁹ Hath God forgotten His favours? Hath He shut up in anger His mercies? Selah.

¹³ Thou hast an arm with might, Strong is Thy hand—high Thy right hand.

¹⁴ all loving thee have forgotten thee, Thee they do not seek, For with the stroke of an enemy I smote thee, The chastisement of a fierce one, Because of the abundance of thy iniquity, Mighty have been thy sins!

⁶ be humbled, then, under the powerful hand of God, that you He may exalt in good time,

¹⁷ Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.

¹⁸ They are as straw before wind, And as chaff a hurricane hath stolen away,

²¹ Take him up doth an east wind, and he goeth, And it frighteneth him from his place,

⁴ Not so the wicked: But—as chaff that wind driveth away!

¹⁰ And He rideth on a cherub, and doth fly, And He flieth on wings of wind.

³ Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind,

¹³ Nations as the wasting of many waters are wasted, And He hath pushed against it, And it hath fled afar off, And been pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a hurricane.

¹¹ At that time it is said of this people, And of Jerusalem: `A dry wind of high places in the wilderness,' The way of the daughter of My people, (Not for winnowing, nor for cleansing,) ¹² A full wind from these doth come for Me, Now, also, I speak judgments with them.

² A third part with fire thou dost burn in the midst of the city, at the fulness of the days of the siege; and thou hast taken the third part, thou dost smite with a weapon round about it; and the third part thou dost scatter to the wind, and a weapon I draw out after them.

¹⁹ Distressed her hath wind with its wings, And they are ashamed of their sacrifices!

¹⁹ by the sweat of thy face thou dost eat bread till thy return unto the ground, for out of it hast thou been taken, for dust thou art, and unto dust thou turnest back.'

¹⁴ for we do surely die, and are as water which is running down to the earth, which is not gathered, and God doth not accept a person, and hath devised devices in that the outcast is not outcast by Him.

¹⁹ Small and great are there the same. And a servant is free from his lord.

²² It is the same thing, therefore I said, `The perfect and the wicked He is consuming.'

⁸ Thy hands have taken pains about me, And they make me together round about, And Thou swallowest me up!

⁵ If determined are his days, The number of his months are with Thee, His limit Thou hast made, And he passeth not over;

³³ Sweet to him have been the clods of the valley, And after him every man he draweth, And before him there is no numbering.

⁸ There is no man ruling over the spirit to restrain the spirit, and there is no authority over the day of death, and there is no discharge in battle, and wickedness delivereth not its possessors.

⁵ For the living know that they die, and the dead know not anything, and there is no more to them a reward, for their remembrance hath been forgotten.

⁵ Also of that which is high they are afraid, And of the low places in the way, And the almond-tree is despised, And the grasshopper is become a burden, And want is increased, For man is going unto his home age-during, And the mourners have gone round through the street. ⁶ While that the silver cord is not removed, And the golden bowl broken, And the pitcher broken by the fountain, And the wheel broken at the well. ⁷ And the dust returneth to the earth as it was, And the spirit returneth to God who gave it.

²⁷ and as it is laid up to men once to die, and after this—judgment,

³¹ So do all Thine enemies perish, O Jehovah, And those loving Him are As the going out of the sun in its might!' and the land resteth forty years.

²⁵ They do not say in their heart, `Aha, our desire.' They do not say, `We swallowed him up.'

⁴ They turn aside the needy from the way, Together have hid the poor of the earth.

¹⁶ If I withhold from pleasure the poor, And the eyes of the widow do consume, ¹⁷ And I do eat my morsel by myself, And the orphan hath not eat of it, ¹⁸ (But from my youth He grew up with me as with a father, And from the belly of my mother I am led.) ¹⁹ If I see any perishing without clothing, And there is no covering to the needy, ²⁰ If his loins have not blessed me, And from the fleece of my sheep He doth not warm himself, ²¹ If I have waved at the fatherless my hand, When I see in him the gate of my court,

¹ To the Overseer, on the octave. —A Psalm of David. Save, Jehovah, for the saintly hath failed, For the stedfast have ceased From the sons of men:

¹³ And I—in their sickness my clothing is sackcloth, I have humbled with fastings my soul, And my prayer unto my bosom returneth. ¹⁴ As if a friend, as if my brother, I walked habitually, As a mourner for a mother, Mourning I have bowed down.

²¹ Whoso is despising his neighbour sinneth, Whoso is favouring the humble, O his happiness.

³¹ An oppressor of the poor reproacheth his Maker, And whoso is honouring Him Is favouring the needy.

⁵ Whoso is mocking at the poor Hath reproached his Maker, Whoso is rejoicing at calamity is not acquitted.

¹⁷ Whoso is lending to Jehovah is favouring the poor, And his deed He repayeth to him.

⁸ Whoso is multiplying his wealth by biting and usury, For one favouring the poor doth gather it.

⁷ Is it not to deal to the hungry thy bread, And the mourning poor bring home, That thou seest the naked and cover him, And from thine own flesh hide not thyself?
⁸ Then broken up as the dawn is thy light, And thy health in haste springeth up, Gone before thee hath thy righteousness, The honour of Jehovah doth gather thee.

¹⁷ And if ye do not hear it, In secret places doth my soul weep, because of pride, Yea, it weepeth sore, And the tear cometh down mine eyes, For the flock of Jehovah hath been taken captive.

²⁰ Is evil recompensed instead of good, That they have dug a pit for my soul? Remember my standing before Thee to speak good of them, To turn back Thy wrath from them.

²⁷ `Therefore, O king, let my counsel be acceptable unto thee, and thy sins by righteousness break off, and thy perversity by pitying the poor, lo, it is a lengthening of thine ease.

⁴¹ And when he came nigh, having seen the city, he wept over it,

³⁵ Jesus wept.

¹⁵ to rejoice with the rejoicing, and to weep with the weeping,

⁹ (according as it hath been written, `He dispersed abroad, he gave to the poor, his righteousness doth remain to the age,')

²⁵ For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me. ²⁶ I was not safe—nor was I quiet—Nor was I at rest—and trouble cometh!

⁶ The light hath been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished.

¹⁸ They thrust him from light unto darkness, And from the habitable earth cast him out.

⁸ My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.

¹⁷ For I have not been cut off before darkness, And before me He covered thick darkness.

¹⁸ And I say, `With my nest I expire, And as the sand I multiply days.'

¹¹ Light is sown for the righteous, And for the upright of heart—joy.

¹⁰ Who is among you, fearing Jehovah, Hearkening to the voice of His servant, That hath walked in dark places, And there is no brightness for him? Let him trust in the name of Jehovah, And lean upon his God.

¹⁵ Looking for peace—and there is no good, For a time of healing, and lo, terror.

¹⁹ Hast Thou utterly rejected Judah? Zion hath Thy soul loathed? Wherefore hast Thou smitten us, And there is no healing to us? Looking for peace, and there is no good, And for a time of healing, and lo, terror.

¹⁸ Why hath my pain been perpetual? And my wound incurable? It hath refused to be healed, Thou art surely to me as a failing stream, Waters not stedfast.

¹² For stayed for good hath the inhabitant of Maroth, For evil hath come down from Jehovah to the gate of Jerusalem.

⁴ In Thee did our fathers trust—they trusted, And Thou dost deliver them.

¹⁹ My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at the walls of my heart, Make a noise for me doth My heart, I am not silent, For the voice of a trumpet I have heard, O my soul—a shout of battle!

²⁰ A precious son is Ephraim to Me? A child of delights? For since My speaking against him, I do thoroughly remember him still, Therefore have My bowels been moved for him, I do greatly love him, An affirmation of Jehovah.

²⁰ See, O Jehovah, for distress is to me, My bowels have been troubled, Turned hath been my heart in my midst, For I have greatly provoked, From without bereaved hath the sword, In the house it is as death.

¹¹ Consumed by tears have been my eyes, Troubled have been my bowels, Poured out to the earth hath been my liver, For the breach of the daughter of my people; In infant and suckling being feeble, In the broad places of the city,

⁶ I have been bent down, I have been bowed down—unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.

⁹ I say to God my rock, `Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?

² For thou art the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?

³ He is despised, and left of men, A man of pains, and acquainted with sickness, And as one hiding the face from us, He is despised, and we esteemed him not.
⁴ Surely our sicknesses he hath borne, And our pains—he hath carried them, And we—we have esteemed him plagued, Smitten of God, and afflicted.

¹ I am the man who hath seen affliction By the rod of His wrath. ² Me He hath led, and causeth to go in darkness, and without light. ³ Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.

¹⁴ To corruption I have called: —`Thou art my father.' `My mother' and `my sister' —to the worm.

¹⁹ But Thou hast smitten us in a place of dragons, And dost cover us over with death-shade.

⁶ I have been like to a pelican of the wilderness, I have been as an owl of the dry places.

²¹ And Ziim have lain down there, And full have been their houses of howlings, And dwelt there have daughters of an ostrich, And goats do skip there. ²² And Aiim have responded in his forsaken habitations, And dragons in palaces of delight, And near to come is her time, And her days are not drawn out!

¹⁴ As a crane—a swallow—so I chatter, I mourn as a dove, Drawn up have been mine eyes on high, O Jehovah, oppression is on me, be my surety.

⁸ For this I lament and howl, I go spoiled and naked, I make a lamentation like dragons, And a mourning like daughters of an ostrich.

³ Is not Esau Jacob's brother? —an affirmation of Jehovah, And I love Jacob, and Esau I have hated, And I make his mountains a desolation, And his inheritance for dragons of a wilderness.

³ For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.

⁸³ For I have been as a bottle in smoke, Thy statutes I have not forgotten.

⁴ He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.

⁸ Darker than blackness hath been their visage, They have not been known in out-places, Cleaved hath their skin unto their bone, It hath withered—it hath been as wood.

¹⁰ Our skin as an oven hath been burning, Because of the raging of the famine.

¹ By rivers of Babylon—There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion. ² On willows in its midst we hung our harps. ³ For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers—joy: `Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.' ⁴ How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger?

⁴ A time to weep, And a time to laugh. A time to mourn, And a time to skip.

⁴ Wandered hath my heart, trembling hath terrified me, The twilight of my desire He hath made a fear to me,

¹² And call doth the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, In that day, to weeping and to lamentation, And to baldness and to girding on of sackcloth,

⁷ Mourned hath the new wine, languished the vine, Sighed have all the joyful of heart. ⁸ Ceased hath the joy of tabrets, Ceased hath the noise of exulting ones, Ceased hath the joy of a harp. ⁹ With a song they drink not wine, Bitter is strong drink to those drinking it.

¹⁵ Ceased hath the joy of our heart, Turned to mourning hath been our dancing.

¹⁸ Then hath the king gone to his palace, and he hath passed the night fasting, and dahavan have not been brought up before him, and his sleep hath fled from off him.