eir steps are entangled: they shall walk in vain,
and shall perish.

6:19. Consider the paths of Thema, the ways of Saba, and wait a little
while.

6:20. They arc confounded, because I have hoped: they are come also even
unto me, and are covered with shame.

6:21. Now you are come: and now, seeing my affliction, you are afraid.

6:22. Did I say: Bring to me, and give me of your substance?

6:23. Or deliver me from the hand of the enemy, and rescue me out of the
hand of the mighty?

6:24. Teach me, and I will hold my peace: and if I have been ignorant of
any thing, instruct me.

6:25. Why have you detracted the words of truth, whereas there is none
of you that can reprove me?

6:26. You dress up speeches only to rebuke, and you utter words to the
wind.

6:27. You rush in upon the fatherless, and you endeavour to overthrow
your friend.

6:28. However, finish what you have begun: give ear and see whether I
lie.

6:29. Answer, I beseech you, without contention: and speaking that which
is just, judge ye.

6:30. And you shall not find iniquity in my tongue, neither shall folly
sound in my mouth.

Job Chapter 7

7:1. The life of man upon earth is a warfare, and his days are like the
days of a hireling.

7:2. As a servant longeth for the shade, as the hireling looketh for the
end of his work;

7:3. So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself
wearisome nights.

7:4. If I lie down to sleep, I shall say: When shall I rise? and again,
I shall look for the evening, and shall be filled with sorrows even till
darkness.

7:5. My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust; my skin
is withered and drawn together.

7:6. My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver,
and are consumed without any hope.

7:7. Remember that my life is but wind, and my eye shall not return to
see good things.

7:8. Nor shall the sight of man behold me: thy eyes are upon me, and I
shall be no more.

7:9. As a cloud is consumed, and passeth away: so he that shall go down
to hell shall not come up.

7:10. Nor shall he return any more into his house, neither shall his
place know him any more.

7:11. Wherefore, I will not spare my month, I will speak in the
affliction of my spirit: I will talk with the bitterness of my soul.

7:12. Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou hast inclosed me in a prison?

7:13. If I say: My bed shall comfort me, and I shall be relieved,
speaking with mys