Job 29:4
As I have been in days of my maturity, And the counsel of God upon my tent.
As I have been in days of my maturity, And the counsel of God upon my tent.
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5 When yet the Mighty One `is' with me. Round about me -- my young ones,
6 When washing my goings with butter, And the firm rock `is' with me rivulets of oil.
7 When I go out to the gate by the city, In a broad place I prepare my seat.
8 Seen me have youths, and they, been hidden, And the aged have risen -- they stood up.
2 Who doth make me as `in' months past, As `in' the days of God's preserving me?
3 In His causing His lamp to shine on my head, By His light I walk `through' darkness.
30 Then I am near Him, a workman, And I am a delight -- day by day. Rejoicing before Him at all times,
31 Rejoicing in the habitable part of His earth, And my delights `are' with the sons of men.
27 In His preparing the heavens I `am' there, In His decreeing a circle on the face of the deep,
16 (Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.)
26 If I see the light when it shineth, And the precious moon walking,
27 And my heart is enticed in secret, And my hand doth kiss my mouth,
5 I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages.
17 For I have not been cut off before darkness, And before me He covered thick darkness.
13 O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
4 This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth?
5 For He hideth me in a tabernacle in the day of evil, He hideth me in a secret place of His tent, On a rock he raiseth me up.
3 For, a son I have been to my father -- tender, And an only one before my mother.
5 As the days of man `are' Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?
15 My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth.
40 I have been `thus': in the day consumed me hath drought, and frost by night, and wander doth my sleep from mine eyes.
20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,
1 Remember also thy Creators in days of thy youth, While that the evil days come not, Nor the years have arrived, that thou sayest, `I have no pleasure in them.'
2 While that the sun is not darkened, and the light, And the moon, and the stars, And the thick clouds returned after the rain.
19 My root is open unto the waters, And dew doth lodge on my branch.
20 My honour `is' fresh with me, And my bow in my hand is renewed.
8 Of the secret counsel of God dost thou hear? And withdrawest thou unto thee wisdom?
33 If I have covered as Adam my transgressions, To hide in my bosom mine iniquity,
17 God, Thou hast taught me from my youth, And hitherto I declare Thy wonders.
12 And unto me a thing is secretly brought, And receive doth mine ear a little of it.
13 In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,
7 I said: Days do speak, And multitude of years teach wisdom.
4 Where wast thou when I founded earth? Declare, if thou hast known understanding.
11 For the ear heard, and declareth me happy, And the eye hath seen, and testifieth `to' me.
11 And I say, `Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night `is' light to me.
3 `Who `is' this, hiding counsel without knowledge?' Therefore, I have declared, and understand not, Too wonderful for me, and I know not.
11 Too few for thee are the comforts of God? And a gentle word `is' with thee,
16 And I hastened not from feeding after Thee, And the desperate day I have not desired, Thou -- Thou hast known, The produce of my lips, before Thy face it hath been,
24 And I am perfect before Him, And I keep myself from mine iniquity.
17 And above the noon doth age rise, Thou fliest -- as the morning thou art.
12 As to me, in mine integrity, Thou hast taken hold upon me, And causest me to stand before Thee to the age.
9 Rejoice, O young man, in thy childhood, And let thy heart gladden thee in days of thy youth, And walk in the ways of thy heart, And in the sight of thine eyes, And know thou that for all these, Doth God bring thee into judgment.
3 When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way `in' which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.
3 When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.
16 It standeth, and I discern not its aspect, A similitude `is' over-against mine eyes, Silence! and a voice I hear:
15 If I have said, `I recount thus,' Lo, a generation of Thy sons I have deceived.
2 Also -- the power of their hands, why `is it' to me? On them hath old age perished.
24 I say, `My God, take me not up in the midst of my days,' Through all generations `are' Thine years.
11 My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
9 In My making a cloud its clothing, And thick darkness its swaddling band,