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The Message
“Instead of bread I get groans for my supper, then leave the table and vomit my anguish. The worst of my fears has come true, what I’ve dreaded most has happened. My repose is shattered, my peace destroyed. No rest for me, ever—death has invaded life.”
The Voice
Fear took me by my right arm, terror by my left, and they shook me, they did!—made my bones rattle.New Living Translation
Fear gripped me, and my bones trembled.
The Message
“In famine, he’ll keep you from starving, in war, from being gutted by the sword. You’ll be protected from vicious gossip and live fearless through any catastrophe. You’ll shrug off disaster and famine, and stroll fearlessly among wild animals. You’ll be on good terms with rocks and mountains; wild animals will become your good friends. You’ll know that your place on earth is safe, you’ll look over your goods and find nothing amiss. You’ll see your children grow up, your family lovely and graceful as orchard grass. You’ll arrive at your grave ripe with many good years, like sheaves of golden grain at harvest.
New Living Translation
You will be safe from slander and have no fear when destruction comes.
New English Translation
Friends’ Fears
“Have I ever said, ‘Give me something, and from your fortune make gifts in my favor’?
The Voice
Then I fear the suffering to come because I know there’s no chance that You, Lord, will find me innocent.
The Message
Reach Out to God
“Still, if you set your heart on God and reach out to him, If you scrub your hands of sin and refuse to entertain evil in your home, You’ll be able to face the world unashamed and keep a firm grip on life, guiltless and fearless. You’ll forget your troubles; they’ll be like old, faded photographs. Your world will be washed in sunshine, every shadow dispersed by dawn. Full of hope, you’ll relax, confident again; you’ll look around, sit back, and take it easy. Expansive, without a care in the world, you’ll be hunted out by many for your blessing. But the wicked will see none of this. They’re headed down a dead-end road with nothing to look forward to—nothing.”
New English Translation
Would not his splendor terrify you and the fear he inspires fall on you?New Living Translation
Doesn’t his majesty terrify you? Doesn’t your fear of him overwhelm you?
New Living Translation
Have you no fear of God, no reverence for him?
New Living Translation
The sound of terror rings in their ears, and even on good days they fear the attack of the destroyer.
New Living Translation
They dare not go out into the darkness for fear they will be murdered.
The Voice
His deepest fears stalk him as he staggers, craving him, and awaiting his imminent collapse.
The Voice
You ought to fear the sword yourselves; for the sword bears fury’s punishment in order that you might realize there is, in fact, a judgment.New English Translation
Fear the sword yourselves, for wrath brings the punishment by the sword, so that you may know that there is judgment.”New Living Translation
You should fear punishment yourselves, for your attitude deserves punishment. Then you will know that there is indeed a judgment.”
The Message
“It’s not you I’m complaining to—it’s God. Is it any wonder I’m getting fed up with his silence? Take a good look at me. Aren’t you appalled by what’s happened? No! Don’t say anything. I can do without your comments. When I look back, I go into shock, my body is racked with spasms. Why do the wicked have it so good, live to a ripe old age and get rich? They get to see their children succeed, get to watch and enjoy their grandchildren. Their homes are peaceful and free from fear; they never experience God’s disciplining rod. Their bulls breed with great vigor and their cows calve without fail. They send their children out to play and watch them frolic like spring lambs. They make music with fiddles and flutes, have good times singing and dancing. They have a long life on easy street, and die painlessly in their sleep. They say to God, ‘Get lost! We’ve no interest in you or your ways. Why should we have dealings with God Almighty? What’s there in it for us?’ But they’re wrong, dead wrong—they’re not gods. It’s beyond me how they can carry on like this!
The Message
Eliphaz Attacks Job—The Third Round
Come to Terms with God
Once again Eliphaz the Temanite took up his theme: “Are any of us strong enough to give God a hand, or smart enough to give him advice? So what if you were righteous—would God Almighty even notice? Even if you gave a perfect performance, do you think he’d applaud? Do you think it’s because he cares about your purity that he’s disciplining you, putting you on the spot? Hardly! It’s because you’re a first-class moral failure, because there’s no end to your sins. When people came to you for help, you took the shirts off their backs, exploited their helplessness. You wouldn’t so much as give a drink to the thirsty, or food, not even a scrap, to the hungry. And there you sat, strong and honored by everyone, surrounded by immense wealth! You turned poor widows away from your door; heartless, you crushed orphans. Now you’re the one trapped in terror, paralyzed by fear. Suddenly the tables have turned! How do you like living in the dark, sightless, up to your neck in flood waters?
