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Job Speaks
After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.
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Does it please you to oppress me, to spurn the work of your hands, while you smile on the plans of the wicked?
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Oh, how I wish that God would speak, that he would open his lips against you
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“If he comes along and confines you in prison and convenes a court, who can oppose him?
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God assails me and tears me in his anger and gnashes his teeth at me; my opponent fastens on me his piercing eyes.
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People open their mouths to jeer at me; they strike my cheek in scorn and unite together against me.
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For he has oppressed the poor and left them destitute; he has seized houses he did not build.
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and assign your nuggets to the dust, your gold of Ophir to the rocks in the ravines,
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Would he vigorously oppose me? No, he would not press charges against me.
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“But he stands alone, and who can oppose him? He does whatever he pleases.
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He lies down wealthy, but will do so no more; when he opens his eyes, all is gone.
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It cannot be bought with the gold of Ophir, with precious onyx or lapis lazuli.
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but no stranger had to spend the night in the street, for my door was always open to the traveler—
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I must speak and find relief; I must open my lips and reply.
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I am about to open my mouth; my words are on the tip of my tongue.
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“People cry out under a load of oppression; they plead for relief from the arm of the powerful.
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So Job opens his mouth with empty talk; without knowledge he multiplies words.”
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The Almighty is beyond our reach and exalted in power; in his justice and great righteousness, he does not oppress.
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Who dares open the doors of its mouth, ringed about with fearsome teeth?
