“How long will you torment me and crush me with your words?

“O that my words were written down, O that they were written on a scroll,

“Listen carefully to my words; let this be the consolation you offer me.

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

So how can you console me with your futile words? Nothing is left of your answers but deception!”

Accept instruction from his mouth and store up his words in your heart.

I would know with what words he would answer me, and understand what he would say to me.

In the north when he is at work, I do not see him; when he turns to the south, I see no trace of him.

I have not departed from the commands of his lips; I have treasured the words of his mouth more than my allotted portion.

The womb forgets him, the worm feasts on him, no longer will he be remembered. Like a tree, wickedness will be broken down.

“If this is not so, who can prove me a liar and reduce my words to nothing?”

how much less a mortal man, who is but a maggot – a son of man, who is only a worm!”

To whom did you utter these words? And whose spirit has come forth from your mouth?

If you yourselves have all seen this, Why in the world do you continue this meaningless talk?

On the flinty rock man has set to work with his hand; he has overturned mountains at their bases.

Neither gold nor crystal can be compared with it, nor can a vase of gold match its worth.

After I had spoken, they did not respond; my words fell on them drop by drop.

Is it not misfortune for the unjust, and disaster for those who work iniquity?

then let thorns sprout up in place of wheat, and in place of barley, weeds!” The words of Job are ended.

Look, I waited for you to speak; I listened closely to your wise thoughts,while you were searching for words.