¹¹ God delivers me to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.

¹² I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.

¹³ His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.

¹⁴ He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs on me like a giant.

¹⁵ I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.

¹⁶ My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.

¹⁷ Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.

¹⁸ "Earth, don't cover my blood. Let my cry have no place to rest.

¹⁹ Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven. He who vouches for me is on high.

²⁰ My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,

²¹ that he would maintain the right of a man with God, of a son of man with his neighbor!

²² For when a few years are come, I shall go the way of no return.

¹ "My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.

² Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.

³ "Now give a pledge, be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?

⁴ For you have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore you shall not exalt them.

⁵ He who denounces his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.

⁶ "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.

⁷ My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.

⁸ Upright men shall be astonished at this. The innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.

⁹ Yet shall the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.

¹⁰ But as for you all, come on now again; I shall not find a wise man among you.

¹¹ My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.

¹² They change the night into day, saying 'The light is near' in the presence of darkness.

¹³ If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,

¹⁴ If I have said to corruption, 'You are my father;' to the worm, 'My mother,' and 'my sister;'

¹⁵ where then is my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

¹⁶ Shall it go down with me to the gates of Sheol, or descend together into the dust?"

¹ Then Bildad the Shuhite answered,

² "How long will you hunt for words? Consider, and afterwards we will speak.

³ Why are we counted as animals, which have become unclean in your sight?

⁴ You who tear yourself in your anger, shall the earth be forsaken for you? Or shall the rock be removed out of its place?

⁵ "Yes, the light of the wicked shall be put out, The spark of his fire shall not shine.

⁶ The light shall be dark in his tent. His lamp above him shall be put out.

⁷ The steps of his strength shall be shortened. His own counsel shall cast him down.

⁸ For he is cast into a net by his own feet, and he wanders into its mesh.

⁹ A snare will take him by the heel. A trap will catch him.

¹⁰ A noose is hidden for him in the ground, a trap for him in the way.

¹¹ Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall chase him at his heels.

¹² His strength shall be famished. Calamity shall be ready at his side.

¹³ The members of his body shall be devoured. The firstborn of death shall devour his members.

¹⁴ He shall be rooted out of his tent where he trusts. He shall be brought to the king of terrors.

¹⁵ There shall dwell in his tent that which is none of his. Sulfur shall be scattered on his habitation.

¹⁶ His roots shall be dried up beneath. Above shall his branch be cut off.

¹⁷ His memory shall perish from the earth. He shall have no name in the street.

¹⁸ He shall be driven from light into darkness, and chased out of the world.

¹⁹ He shall have neither son nor grandson among his people, nor any remaining where he lived.

²⁰ Those who come after shall be astonished at his day, as those who went before were frightened.

²¹ Surely such are the dwellings of the unrighteous. This is the place of him who doesn't know God."

¹ Then Job answered,

² "How long will you torment me, and crush me with words?

³ You have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.

⁴ If it is true that I have erred, my error remains with myself.

⁵ If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach;

⁶ know now that God has subverted me, and has surrounded me with his net.

⁷ "Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.

⁸ He has walled up my way so that I can't pass, and has set darkness in my paths.

⁹ He has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.

¹⁰ He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.

¹¹ He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.

¹² His troops come on together, build a siege ramp against me, and encamp around my tent.

¹³ "He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.

¹⁴ My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.

¹⁵ Those who dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.

¹⁶ I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I beg him with my mouth.

¹⁷ My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.

¹⁸ Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.

¹⁹ All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.

²⁰ My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

²¹ "Have pity on me, have pity on me, you my friends; for the hand of God has touched me.

²² Why do you persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?

²³ "Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!

²⁴ That with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever!

²⁵ But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.

²⁶ After my skin is destroyed, then in my flesh shall I see God,

²⁷ Whom I, even I, shall see on my side. My eyes shall see, and not as a stranger. "My heart is consumed within me.

²⁸ If you say, 'How we will persecute him!' because the root of the matter is found in me,

²⁹ be afraid of the sword, for wrath brings the punishments of the sword, that you may know there is a judgment."

¹ Then Zophar the Naamathite answered,

² "Therefore do my thoughts give answer to me, even by reason of my haste that is in me.

³ I have heard the reproof which puts me to shame. The spirit of my understanding answers me.

⁴ Don't you know this from old time, since man was placed on earth,

⁵ that the triumphing of the wicked is short, the joy of the godless but for a moment?

⁶ Though his height mount up to the heavens, and his head reach to the clouds,

⁷ yet he shall perish forever like his own dung. Those who have seen him shall say, 'Where is he?'

⁸ He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found. Yes, he shall be chased away like a vision of the night.

⁹ The eye which saw him shall see him no more, neither shall his place any more see him.

¹⁰ His children shall seek the favor of the poor. His hands shall give back his wealth.

¹¹ His bones are full of his youth, but youth shall lie down with him in the dust.