THE DEBATE Јов LET the day perish wherein I was born; THE CURSE And the night which said, There is a man child conceived! iii, 3-26. Let that day be darkness; Let not God regard it from above, Neither let the light shine upon it! Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own; Let a cloud dwell upon it; Let all that maketh black the day terrify it! As for that night, let thick darkness seize upon it; Let no joyful voice come therein ! Let them curse it that curse the day,32 Who are ready to rouse up leviathan! 33 Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark! 34 Let it look for light, but have none; Neither let it behold the eyelids of the morning: Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, Nor hid trouble from mine eyes! Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly? Why did the knees receive me? 35 Or why the breasts, that I should suck? For now should I have lien down and been quiet; Who filled their houses with silver; Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; There the wicked cease from troubling; And there the weary be at rest. There the prisoners are at ease together; And the servant is free from his master. Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, Which long for death, but it cometh not; And are glad when they can find the grave. For my sighing cometh before I eat," And my roarings are poured out like water. I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, Neither have I rest: but trouble cometh! ELIPHAZ If one assay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved? iv, 2—v, 27. But who can withhold himself from speaking? Behold, thou hast instructed many, And thou hast strengthened the weak hands. But now it is come unto thee, and thou faintest ; Is not thy fear of God thy confidence, And thy hope the integrity of thy ways? THE Remember, I pray thee, who ever perished, being innocent? Or where were the upright cut off? FRIENDS' ACCUSATION According as I have seen, they that plow iniquity, By the breath of God they perish, And by the blast of his anger are they consumed. The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, And the teeth of the young lions are broken. The old lion perisheth for lack of prey, And the whelps of the lioness are scattered abroad. Now a thing was secretly brought to me, In thoughts from the visions of the night, It stood still, but I could not discern the appearance thereof; A form was before mine eyes: There was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, "Shall mortal man be just before God? Shall a man be pure before his Maker? Behold, he putteth no trust in his servants; And his angels he chargeth with folly: How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Which are crushed before the moth! Betwixt morning and evening they are destroyed: Call now is there any that will answer thee? I have seen the foolish taking root: THE FRIENDS' ACCUSATION -continued. |