“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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Eliphaz: God Blesses those who Seek Him

“Cry out, won’t you!
    Is there anyone who will answer you?
        To whom will you turn among the holy ones?
For wrath will slay a fool;
    zealous anger will kill the naïve.

“I myself saw a fool becoming established,
    but I suddenly cursed where he lived.[a]
His children are far from deliverance;
    they’ll be maltreated before they leave home,[b]
        with no one to rescue them.
Then the hungry will devour his harvest,
    snatching it even from the midst of thorns,
        while the thirsty covet their wealth.
For wickedness doesn’t crop up from dust,
    nor does trouble sprout out of the ground;
But mankind is born headed for trouble,
    just as sparks soar skyward.”

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Footnotes

  1. Job 5:3 Or dwelling place
  2. Job 5:4 Lit. be crushed in the gate

Call now, if there be any that will answer thee; and to which of the saints wilt thou turn?

For wrath killeth the foolish man, and envy slayeth the silly one.

I have seen the foolish taking root: but suddenly I cursed his habitation.

His children are far from safety, and they are crushed in the gate, neither is there any to deliver them.

Whose harvest the hungry eateth up, and taketh it even out of the thorns, and the robber swalloweth up their substance.

Although affliction cometh not forth of the dust, neither doth trouble spring out of the ground;

Yet man is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upward.

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