God Is Just

“Call now, is there anyone who will answer you?
And to which of the (A)holy ones will you turn?
For (B)irritation kills the fool,
And jealousy brings death to the simple.
I have seen the (C)fool taking root,
And I (D)cursed his home immediately.
His (E)sons are far from safety,
They are also [a]oppressed at the gate,
And there is no one to save them.
[b]The hungry devour his harvest
And take it to a place of thorns,
And the [c](F)schemer is eager for their wealth.
For (G)disaster does not come from the dust,
Nor does trouble sprout from the ground,
For (H)man is born for trouble,
As sparks fly upward.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 5:4 Lit crushed
  2. Job 5:5 Lit Whose harvest the hungry devour
  3. Job 5:5 Ancient versions thirsty

Job Is Corrected by God

“Call now; is there any one who will answer you?
To which of the holy ones will you turn?
Surely vexation kills the fool,
    and jealousy slays the simple.
I have seen the fool taking root,
    but suddenly I cursed his dwelling.
His sons are far from safety,
    they are crushed in the gate,
    and there is no one to deliver them.
His harvest the hungry eat,
    and he takes it even out of thorns;[a]
    and the thirsty[b] pant after his[c] wealth.
For affliction does not come from the dust,
    nor does trouble sprout from the ground;
but man is born to trouble
    as the sparks fly upward.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 5:5 Heb obscure
  2. Job 5:5 Aquila Symmachus Syr Vg: Heb snare
  3. Job 5:5 Heb their

“Call if you will, but who will answer you?(A)
    To which of the holy ones(B) will you turn?
Resentment(C) kills a fool,
    and envy slays the simple.(D)
I myself have seen(E) a fool taking root,(F)
    but suddenly(G) his house was cursed.(H)
His children(I) are far from safety,(J)
    crushed in court(K) without a defender.(L)
The hungry consume his harvest,(M)
    taking it even from among thorns,
    and the thirsty pant after his wealth.
For hardship does not spring from the soil,
    nor does trouble sprout from the ground.(N)
Yet man is born to trouble(O)
    as surely as sparks fly upward.

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