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I smiled on them, when they had no confidence; And the light of my countenance they cast not down.

Job 30

But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, Whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me; And I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.

And they waited for me as for the rain; And they opened their mouth wide `as' for the latter rain.

Unto me men gave ear, and waited, And kept silence for my counsel.

After my words they spake not again; And my speech distilled upon them.

I was eyes to the blind, And feet was I to the lame.

I put on righteousness, and it clothed me: My justice was as a robe and a diadem.

`Man' setteth an end to darkness, And searcheth out, to the furthest bound, The stones of obscurity and of thick darkness.

And Job again took up his parable, and said,

When the Almighty was yet with me, And my children were about me;

When his lamp shined upon my head, And by his light I walked through darkness;

Whence then cometh wisdom? And where is the place of understanding?

Men shall clap their hands at him, And shall hiss him out of his place.

Will God hear his cry, When trouble cometh upon him?

The proud beasts have not trodden it, Nor hath the fierce lion passed thereby.

When my steps were washed with butter, And the rock poured me out streams of oil!

Oh that I were as in the months of old, As in the days when God watched over me;

As for the earth, out of it cometh bread; And underneath it is turned up as it were by fire.

Terrors overtake him like waters; A tempest stealeth him away in the night.

(For my life is yet whole in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils);

As God liveth, who hath taken away my right, And the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul:

Job 27

Iron is taken out of the earth, And copper is molten out of the stone.

He breaketh open a shaft away from where men sojourn; They are forgotten of the foot; They hang afar from men, they swing to and fro.

He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, And the innocent shall divide the silver.

For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain, When God taketh away his soul?

Far be it from me that I should justify you: Till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me.

It cannot be valued with the gold of Ophir, With the precious onyx, or the sapphire.