It claps its hands at him in derision and hisses him away from his place.

Yes, you would gamble for the fatherless, and auction off your friend.

“Does not humanity have hard service on earth? Are not their days also like the days of a hired man?

Only his flesh has pain for himself, and he mourns for himself.”

He breaks through against me, time and time again; he rushes against me like a warrior.

Upright men are appalled at this; the innocent man is troubled with the godless.

If indeed you would exalt yourselves above me and plead my disgrace against me,

Together they lie down in the dust, and worms cover over them both.

With his hands he covers the lightning, and directs it against its target.

His thunder announces the coming storm, the cattle also, concerning the storm’s approach.

Therefore I despise myself, and I repent in dust and ashes!

he gives rain on the earth, and sends water on the fields;

“Does the wild donkey bray when it is near grass? Or does the ox low near its fodder?

People have opened their mouths against me, they have struck my cheek in scorn; they unite together against me.

He spreads out the northern skies over empty space; he suspends the earth on nothing.

On my right the young rabble rise up; they drive me from place to place, and build up siege ramps against me.

If my heart has been enticed by a woman, and I have lain in wait at my neighbor’s door,

In a dream, a night vision, when deep sleep falls on people as they sleep in their beds.

They are dark because of ice; snow is piled up over them.

who would take his rod away from me so that his terror would not make me afraid.