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And Job again took up his measure, and said,
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Oh that it were with me as in the months of old, as in the days, when, GOD, used to watch over me;
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When his lamp shone over my head, by whose light, I could go through darkness;
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As I was, in the days of my prime, when, the intimacy of GOD, was over my tent;
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While yet the Almighty was with me, round about me, were my young men;
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When my steps were bathed in milk, and, the rock, poured out beside me, rivulets of oil:
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When I went out to the gate unto the city, in the open place, made ready my seat,
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Young men saw me, and hid themselves, and, the aged, arose—they stood;
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Rulers, restrained speech, and, a hand, laid they on their mouth;
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The voice of nobles, was hushed, and their tongue to their palate, did cleave;
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When, the ear, heard, then it pronounced me happy, When, the eye, saw, then it bare me witness;
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Because I used to deliver the oppressed who was crying out for aid, the fatherless also, and him that had no helper;
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The blessing of him that was ready to perish, upon me was wont to descend, and, the heart of the widow, caused I to sing for joy;
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Righteousness, I put on, and it clothed me, Like a robe and turban, was my, justice;
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Eyes, became I to the, blind, and, feet to the lame, was, I!
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A father, was, I, to the needy, and, as for the cause which I knew not, I used to search it out;
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And I shivered the fangs of the perverse,—and, out of his teeth, I tare the prey.
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Then said I, Like a stem, shall I grow old, yea, as the sand, shall I multiply days:
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My root, is laid open to the waters, and, the dew, shall lodge for the night in my boughs;
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Mine honour, shall be young again with me, and, my bow, in my hand, be renewed.
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To me, men hearkened, and waited, and kept silence for my counsel;
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After I had spoken, they spake not again, and, upon them, used my speech to drop;
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And they waited, as for rain, for me, and, their mouths, they opened wide for the spring-rain;
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I laughed at them—they lost confidence, and, the light of my countenance, they suffered not to fail;
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I chose out their way, and sat chief,—and abode, as king, in an army, as one who, to mourners, giveth comfort.