(Who has confronted me that I should repay? Everything under heaven belongs to me!)

Look, you have instructed many; you have strengthened feeble hands.

“As for you, if you prove faithful, and if you stretch out your hands toward him,

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

Does he not see my ways and count all my steps?

I too will answer my part, I too will explain what I know.

What man is like Job, who drinks derision like water!

He strikes them for their wickedness, in a place where people can see,

They die in their youth, and their life ends among the male cultic prostitutes.

Remember to extol his work, which people have praised in song.

All humanity has seen it; people gaze on it from afar.

It is by these that he judges the nations and supplies food in abundance.

“Who is this who darkens counsel with words without knowledge?

When it rises up, the mighty are terrified, at its thrashing about they withdraw.

If a land has been given into the hand of a wicked man, he covers the faces of its judges; if it is not he, then who is it?

His anger has torn me and persecuted me; he has gnashed at me with his teeth; my adversary locks his eyes on me.

And surely, he drew you from the mouth of distress, to a wide place, unrestricted, and to the comfort of your table filled with rich food.

Then Job got up and tore his robe. He shaved his head, and then he threw himself down with his face to the ground.

I myself have seen the fool taking root, but suddenly I cursed his place of residence.

So he saves from the sword that comes from their mouth, even the poor from the hand of the powerful.