Christian Standard Bible | New International Version |
1Job continued his discourse, saying: | 1Job continued his discourse: |
2If only I could be as in months gone by, in the days when God watched over me, | 2"How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me, |
3when his lamp shone above my head, and I walked through darkness by his light! | 3when his lamp shone on my head and by his light I walked through darkness! |
4I would be as I was in the days of my youth when God's friendship rested on my tent, | 4Oh, for the days when I was in my prime, when God's intimate friendship blessed my house, |
5when the Almighty was still with me and my children were around me, | 5when the Almighty was still with me and my children were around me, |
6when my feet were bathed in curds and the rock poured out streams of oil for me! | 6when my path was drenched with cream and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil. |
7When I went out to the city gate and took my seat in the town square, | 7"When I went to the gate of the city and took my seat in the public square, |
8the young men saw me and withdrew, while older men stood to their feet. | 8the young men saw me and stepped aside and the old men rose to their feet; |
9City officials stopped talking and covered their mouths with their hands. | 9the chief men refrained from speaking and covered their mouths with their hands; |
10The noblemen's voices were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths. | 10the voices of the nobles were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths. |
11When they heard me, they blessed me, and when they saw me, they spoke well of me. | 11Whoever heard me spoke well of me, and those who saw me commended me, |
12For I rescued the poor who cried out for help, and the fatherless child who had no one to support him. | 12because I rescued the poor who cried for help, and the fatherless who had none to assist them. |
13The dying blessed me, and I made the widow's heart rejoice. | 13The one who was dying blessed me; I made the widow's heart sing. |
14I clothed myself in righteousness, and it enveloped me; my just decisions were like a robe and a turban. | 14I put on righteousness as my clothing; justice was my robe and my turban. |
15I was eyes to the blind and feet to the lame. | 15I was eyes to the blind and feet to the lame. |
16I was a father to the needy, and I examined the case of the stranger. | 16I was a father to the needy; I took up the case of the stranger. |
17I shattered the fangs of the unjust and snatched the prey from his teeth. | 17I broke the fangs of the wicked and snatched the victims from their teeth. |
18So I thought, "I will die in my own nest and multiply my days as the sand. | 18"I thought, 'I will die in my own house, my days as numerous as the grains of sand. |
19My roots will have access to water, and the dew will rest on my branches all night. | 19My roots will reach to the water, and the dew will lie all night on my branches. |
20My whole being will be refreshed within me, and my bow will be renewed in my hand." | 20My glory will not fade; the bow will be ever new in my hand.' |
21Men listened to me with expectation, waiting silently for my advice. | 21"People listened to me expectantly, waiting in silence for my counsel. |
22After a word from me they did not speak again; my speech settled on them like dew. | 22After I had spoken, they spoke no more; my words fell gently on their ears. |
23They waited for me as for the rain and opened their mouths as for spring showers. | 23They waited for me as for showers and drank in my words as the spring rain. |
24If I smiled at them, they couldn't believe it; they were thrilled at the light of my countenance. | 24When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it; the light of my face was precious to them. |
25I directed their course and presided as chief. I lived as a king among his troops, like one who comforts those who mourn. | 25I chose the way for them and sat as their chief; I dwelt as a king among his troops; I was like one who comforts mourners. |
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