Job 21
1Then Job answered and said,
And let this be your consolations.
And after that I have spoken, mock on.
And why should I not be impatient?
And lay your hand upon your mouth.
And horror taketh hold on my flesh.
Become old, yea, wax mighty in power?
And their offspring before their eyes.
Neither is the rod of God upon them.
Their cow calveth, and casteth not her calf.
And their children dance.
And rejoice at the sound of the pipe.
And in a moment they go down to Sheol.
For we desire not the knowledge of thy ways.
And what profit should we have, if we pray unto him?
The counsel of the wicked is far from me.
That their calamity cometh upon them?
That God distributeth sorrows in his anger?
And as chaff that the storm carrieth away?
Let him recompense it unto himself, that he may know it:
And let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.
When the number of his months is cut off?
Seeing he judgeth those that are high?
Being wholly at ease and quiet:
And the marrow of his bones is moistened.
And never tasteth of good.
And the worm covereth them.
And the devices wherewith ye would wrong me.
And where is the tent wherein the wicked dwelt?
And do ye not know their evidences,
That they are led forth to the day of wrath?
And who shall repay him what he hath done?
And men shall keep watch over the tomb.
And all men shall draw after him,
As there were innumerable before him.
Seeing in your answers there remaineth only falsehood?