Ketuvim
Iyov42
Job · Chapter 42
Then Job answered 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH), and said,
I know that thou canst do every
thing, and
that
no thought can be withholden from thee.
Who
is he that hideth counsel without knowledge? therefore have I uttered that I understood not; things too wonderful for me, which I knew not.
Hear, I beseech thee, and I will speak: I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me.
I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear: but now mine eye seeth thee.
Wherefore I abhor
myself, and repent in dust and ashes.
And it was
so, that after 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) had spoken these words unto Job, 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) said to Eliphaz the Temanite, My wrath is kindled against thee, and against thy two friends: for ye have not spoken of me
the thing that is right, as my servant Job
hath.
Therefore take unto you now seven bullocks and seven rams, and go to my servant Job, and offer up for yourselves a burnt offering; and my servant Job shall pray for you: for him will I accept: lest I deal with you
after your folly, in that ye have not spoken of me
the thing which is
right, like my servant Job.
So Eliphaz the Temanite and Bildad the Shuhite
and Zophar the Naamathite went, and did according as 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) commanded them: 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) also accepted Job.
And 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) turned the captivity of Job, when he prayed for his friends: also 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) gave Job twice as much as he had before.
Then came there unto him all his brethren, and all his sisters, and all they that had been of his acquaintance before, and did eat bread with him in his house: and they bemoaned him, and comforted him over all the evil that 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) had brought upon him: every man also gave him a piece of money, and every one an earring of gold.
So 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning: for he had fourteen thousand sheep, and six thousand camels, and a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she asses.
He had also seven sons and three daughters.
And he called the name of the first, Jemima; and the name of the second, Kezia; and the name of the third, Keren-happuch.
And in all the land were no women found
so fair as the daughters of Job: and their father gave them inheritance among their brethren.
After this lived Job an hundred and forty years, and saw his sons, and his sons’ sons,
even four generations.
So Job died,
being old and full of days.
Ketuvim
Shir HaShirim1
Song of Songs · Chapter 1
The song of songs, which
is Shelomoh’s.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love
is
better than wine.
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name
is as
ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
I
am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Yerushalayim, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Shelomoh.
Look not upon me, because I
am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards;
but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
Tell me, O thou whom my nephesh loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest
thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
Thy cheeks are comely with rows
of jewels, thy neck with chains
of gold.
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
While the king
sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
A bundle of myrrh
is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
My beloved
is unto me
as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.
Behold, thou
art fair, my love; behold, thou
art
fair; thou
hast doves’ eyes.
Behold, thou
art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed
is green.
The beams of our house
are cedar,
and our rafters of fir.
Ketuvim
Shir HaShirim2
Song of Songs · Chapter 2
I
am the rose of Sharon,
and the lily of the valleys.
As the lily among thorns, so
is my love among the daughters.
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so
is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit
was sweet to my taste.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me
was
love.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I
am sick of love.
His left hand
is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
I charge you, O ye daughters of Yerushalayim, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake
my love, till he please.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over
and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing
of birds
is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines
with
the tender grape give a
good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
O my dove,
that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret
places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet
is thy voice, and thy countenance
is
comely.
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines
have tender grapes.
My beloved
is mine, and I
am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.