1But Job answered and said,
2Hear diligently my speech,
3Suffer me that I may speak;
4As for me, is my complaint to man?
5Mark me, and be astonished,
6Even when I remember I am afraid,
7Wherefore do the wicked live,
8Their seed is established in their sight with them,
9Their houses are safe from fear,
10Their bull gendereth, and faileth not;
11They send forth their little ones like a flock,
12They take the timbrel and harp,
13They spend their days in wealth,
14Therefore they say unto God, Depart from us;
15What is the Almighty, that we should serve him?
16Lo, their good is not in their hand:
17How oft is the candle of the wicked put out!
18They are as stubble before the wind,
19God layeth up his iniquity for his children:
20His eyes shall see his destruction,
21For what pleasure hath he in his house after him,
22Shall any teach God knowledge?
23One dieth in his full strength,
24His breasts are full of milk,
25And another dieth in the bitterness of his soul,
26They shall lie down alike in the dust,
27Behold, I know your thoughts,
28For ye say, Where is the house of the prince?
29Have ye not asked them that go by the way?
30That the wicked is reserved to the day of destruction?
31Who shall declare his way to his face?
32Yet shall he be brought to the grave,
33The clods of the valley shall be sweet unto him,
34How then comfort ye me in vain,