And Job continued to utter his parable and said,
Who giveth me like the months of old,{HR}Like the days when God guarded me,
When his lamp, it shone over my head —{HR}By his light I walked [through] darkness;
As I was in the days of the harvest{HR}When God’s familiarity [was] over my tent;
While the Almighty [was] still with me,{HR}My young ones around me;
When I washed my steps in cream,{HR}And the rock alongside me [poured] rivers of oil;
When I went out to the gate by the city,{HR}In the open place I established my seat;
Youths saw me and hid themselves{HR}And the aged rose — stood up,
Princes refrained from words{HR}And laid the hand on their mouth,
The voice of nobles was arrested,{HR}And their tongue cleaved to their palate.
For the ear heard and praised me,{HR}And an eye saw and testified to me.
For I delivered the poor that cried,{HR}And the fatherless that had no helper.
The blessing of the perishing came on me,{HR}And the heart of the widow I made sing.
Righteousness I put on, and it put me on,{HR}As a robe and a diadem mine equity.
I was eyes to the blind,{HR}And feet [was] I to the lame,
A father to the needy,{HR}And the cause I knew not I searched.
And I broke the jaw of the wicked,{HR}And flung the prey out of his teeth.
And I said, With my nest I shall expire,{HR}And as sand shall multiply my days.
My root is open toward the waters,{HR}And dew lodgeth all night on my branches.
Mine honour remaineth fresh with me,{HR}And my bow is renewed in my hand.
They hearken to me, they wait,{HR}And are silent for my counsel.{HR}After my word they repeat not,
And my discourse droppeth on them,{HR}And they wait for me as rain,
And their mouth they open wide [as] for the latter rain.
I laugh on them when they have no confidence,{HR}And the light of my face they cannot cast down.
I choose their way for them, and sit head,{HR}And dwelt as king in the troop, the comforter of mourners.