Job 9

1 And it came to pass, when on a certain day the sons of God came, and stood before the Lord, and Satan came amongst them, and stood in his sight, 2 That the Lord said to Satan: Whence comest thou? And he answered, and said: I have gone round about the earth, and walked through it. 3 And the Lord said to Satan: Hast thou considered my servant, Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a man simple and upright, and fearing God, and avoiding evil, and still keeping his innocence? But thou hast moved me against him, that I should afflict him without cause. 4 And Satan answered, and said: Skin for skin; and all that a man hath, he will give for his life: 5 But put forth thy hand, and touch his bone and his flesh, and then thou shalt see that he will bless thee to thy face. 6 And the Lord said to Satan: Behold, he is in thy hand, but yet save his life. 7 So Satan went forth from the presence of the Lord, and struck Job with a very grievous ulcer, from the sole of the foot even to the top of his head: 8 And he took a potsherd and scraped the corrupt matter, sitting on a dunghill. 9 And his wife said to him: Dost thou still continue in thy simplicity? bless God and die. 10 And he said to her: Thou hast spoken like one of the foolish women: If we have received good things at the hand of God, why should we not receive evil? In all these things Job did not sin with his lips. 11 Now when Job’s three friends heard all the evil that had befallen him, they came every one from his own place, Eliphaz, the Themanite, and Baldad, the Suhite, and Sophar, the Naamathite. For they had made an appointment to come together and visit him, and comfort him. 12 And when they had lifted up their eyes afar off, they knew him not, and crying out, they wept, and rending their garments, they sprinkled dust upon their heads toward heaven. 13 And they sat with him on the ground seven day and seven nights and no man spoke to him a word: for they saw that his grief was very great. 15 After this, Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day, 16 And he said: 17 Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said: A man child is conceived. 18 Let that day be turned into darkness, let not God regard it from above, and let not the light shine upon it. 19 Let darkness, and the shadow of death, cover it, let a mist overspread it, and let it be wrapped up in bitterness. 20 Let a darksome whirlwind seize upon that night, let it not be counted in the days of the year, nor numbered in the months. 21 Let that night be solitary, and not worthy of praise. 22 Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to raise up a leviathan: 23 Let the stars be darkened with the mist thereof: let it expect light, and not see it, nor the rising of the dawning of the day: 24 Because it shut not up the doors of the womb that bore me, nor took away evils from my eyes. 25 Why did I not die in the womb? why did I not perish when I came out of the belly? 26 Why received upon the knees? why suckled at the breasts? 27 For now I should have been asleep and still, and should have rest in my sleep: 28 With kings and consuls of the earth, who build themselves solitudes: 29 Or with princes, that possess gold, and fill their houses with silver: 30 Or as a hidden untimely birth, I should not be; or as they that, being conceived, have not seen the light. 31 There the wicked cease from tumult, and there the wearied in strength are at rest. 32 And they sometime bound together without disquiet, have not heard the voice of the oppressor. 33 The small and great are there, and the servant is free from his master. 34 Why is light given to him that is in misery, and life to them that are in bitterness of soul? 35 That look for death, and it cometh not, as they that dig for a treasure: