And he took a piece of broken pottery with which to scrape himself while he sat in the ashes.

“Let the day perish on which I was born, and the night that said, ‘A man is conceived.’

dread came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones shake.

“Call now; is there anyone who will answer you? To which of the holy ones will you turn?

Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt, or is there any taste in the juice of the mallow?

which are dark with ice, and where the snow hides itself.

Should he argue in unprofitable talk, or in words with which he can do no good?

and has lived in desolate cities, in houses that none should inhabit, which were ready to become heaps of ruins;

And he has shriveled me up, which is a witness against me, and my leanness has risen up against me; it testifies to my face.

For when a few years have come I shall go the way from which I shall not return.

He is torn from the tent in which he trusted and is brought to the king of terrors.

In his tent dwells that which is none of his; sulfur is scattered over his habitation.

“Because he knew no contentment in his belly, he will not let anything in which he delights escape him.

For you say, ‘Where is the house of the prince? Where is the tent in which the wicked lived?’

Look at the heavens, and see; and behold the clouds, which are higher than you.

“Remember to extol his work, of which men have sung.

which the skies pour down and drop on mankind abundantly.

which I have reserved for the time of trouble, for the day of battle and war?

to bring rain on a land where no man is, on the desert in which there is no man,

“Behold, Behemoth, which I made as I made you; he eats grass like an ox.

‘Who is this that hides counsel without knowledge?’ Therefore I have uttered what I did not understand, things too wonderful for me, which I did not know.