Old Testament · Poetry and wisdom

Job chapter 21

Then Job answered:Listen. Actually listen to what I say. Let that be the you give me.Put up with me while I speak. And once I have finished, go ahead and .Is it a man I am ? Then why shouldn’t I be ?Turn and look at me, and be horrified. .When I let myself remember it, I go cold, and my whole body starts .Why do go on living, growing old, ?Their are settled and secure right beside them. Their grandchildren grow up where they can watch.Their houses are , with nothing to be afraid of. never comes down on them.Their bull breeds and never misses. Their cow drops her calf and .They turn their little ones loose like a flock of lambs, and their children go out dancing.They sing over and light up at the sound of the pipe.They spend out their days with everything good in them, and go down to .And these are the men who say to God, “Leave us alone. We have no interest in knowing how you do things.”“Who is , that we should work for him? What do we get out of ?”Look at it — the good life they have is not held in their own hands. And the way the guilty think is nowhere near me.So how often is actually snuffed out? How often does their disaster fall on them? How often does God in his anger?How often are they straw in the wind, in the night?“God saves up for his children,” you say. Let him pay the man himself. Let him find out what it feels like.Let his own eyes watch himself go down. Let him of the Almighty straight.Because what does he care about his household once he is gone, when ?Can anyone teach God anything? He is the one who passes judgment on .One man dies , fully at ease, everything settled and calm., .Another man dies with , having never once tasted anything good.They lie down side by side in the dust, and the same cover them both.I know exactly what you are thinking, and the to use against me.Because you keep asking, “So where is ’s house now? Where is the tent the guilty were living in?”Have you never once asked ? Will you not take —that the evil man is the one on the day of disaster, led out safe on ?Who tells him to his face what he is? Who makes him pay for anything he has done?And when he is carried out to the graveyard, someone stays behind to . lies sweet on him. Everyone alive files along behind him, and the crowd that went ahead of him cannot be counted.So how are you going to comfort me with ? Every answer you have left is .