Ketuvim
Iyov28
Job · Chapter 28
Surely there is a vein for the silver, and a place for gold
where
they fine
it.
Iron is taken out of the earth, and brass
is molten
out of the stone.
He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death.
The flood breaketh out from the inhabitant;
even the waters
forgotten of the foot: they are dried up, they are gone away from men.
As for the earth, out of it cometh bread: and under it is turned up as it were fire.
The stones of it
are the place of sapphires: and it hath dust of gold.
There is a path which no fowl knoweth, and which the vulture’s eye hath not seen:
The lion’s whelps have not trodden it, nor the fierce lion passed by it.
He putteth forth his hand upon the rock; he overturneth the mountains by the roots.
He cutteth out rivers among the rocks; and his eye seeth every precious thing.
He bindeth the floods from overflowing; and
the thing that is
hid bringeth he forth to light.
But where shall wisdom be found? and where
is the place of understanding?
Man knoweth not the price thereof; neither is it found in the land of the living.
The depth saith, It
is not in me: and the sea saith,
It is not with me.
It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed
for the price thereof.
It cannot be valued with the gold of Ophir, with the precious onyx, or the sapphire.
The gold and the crystal cannot equal it: and the exchange of it
shall not be for jewels of fine gold.
No mention shall be made of coral, or of pearls: for the price of wisdom
is above rubies.
The topaz of Ethiopia shall not equal it, neither shall it be valued with pure gold.
Whence then cometh wisdom? and where
is the place of understanding?
Seeing it is hid from the eyes of all living, and kept close from the fowls of the air.
Destruction and death say, We have heard the fame thereof with our ears.
Elohim understandeth the way thereof, and he knoweth the place thereof.
For he looketh to the ends of the earth,
and seeth under the whole shamayim;
To make the weight for the winds; and he weigheth the waters by measure.
When he made a decree for the rain, and a way for the lightning of the thunder:
Then did he see it, and declare it; he prepared it, yea, and searched it out.
And unto man he said, Behold, the fear of the master, that
is
wisdom; and to depart from evil
is understanding.
Ketuvim
Iyov29
Job · Chapter 29
Moreover Job continued his parable, and said,
Oh that I were as
in months past, as
in the days
when Elohim preserved me;
When his candle shined upon my head,
and when by his light I walked
through darkness;
As I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of Elohim
was
upon my mishkan;
When the Almighty
was yet with me,
when my children
were about me;
When I washed my steps with butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil;
When I went out to the gate through the city,
when I prepared my seat in the street!
The young men saw me, and hid themselves: and the aged arose,
and
stood up.
The princes refrained talking, and laid
their hand on their mouth.
The nobles held their peace, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.
When the ear heard
me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw
me, it gave witness to me:
Because I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and
him that had none to help him.
The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me: and I caused the widow’s heart to sing for joy.
I put on righteousness, and it clothed me: my judgment
was
as a robe and a diadem.
I was eyes to the blind, and feet
was I to the lame.
I
was a father to the poor: and the cause
which
I knew not I searched out.
And I brake the jaws of the wicked, and plucked the spoil out of his teeth.
Then I said, I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply
my
days as the sand.
My root
was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch.
My glory
was fresh in me, and my bow was renewed in my hand.
Unto me
men gave ear, and waited, and kept silence at my counsel.
After my words they spake not again; and my speech dropped upon them.
And they waited for me as for the rain; and they opened their mouth wide
as for the latter rain.
If I laughed on them, they believed
it not; and the light of my countenance they cast not down.
I chose out their way, and sat chief, and dwelt as a king in the army, as one
that comforteth the mourners.
Ketuvim
Iyov30
Job · Chapter 30
But now
they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.
Yea, whereto
might the strength of their hands
profit
me, in whom old age was perished?
For want and famine
they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.
Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots
for their meat.
They were driven forth from among
men, (they cried after them as
after a thief;)
To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys,
in caves of the earth, and
in the rocks.
Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
Upon
my right
hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
They came
upon me as a wide breaking in
of waters:
in the desolation they rolled themselves
upon me.
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my nephesh as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
And now my nephesh is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
By the great force
of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me
not.
Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.
Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride
upon it,
and dissolvest my substance.
For I know
that thou wilt bring me
to death, and
to the house appointed for all living.
Howbeit he will not stretch out
his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.
Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was
not my nephesh grieved for the poor?
When I looked for good, then evil came
unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up,
and I cried in the congregation.
I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
My harp also is
turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.