Job 29 — YLT
29Verse 1And Job addeth to lift up his simile, and saith: —Verse 2Who doth make me as [in] months past, As [in] the days of God's preserving me?Verse 3In His causing His lamp to shine on my head, By His light I walk [through] darkness.Verse 4As I have been in days of my maturity, And the counsel of God upon my tent.Verse 5When yet the Mighty One [is] with me. Round about me — my young ones,Verse 6When washing my goings with butter, And the firm rock [is] with me rivulets of oil.Verse 7When I go out to the gate by the city, In a broad place I prepare my seat.Verse 8Seen me have youths, and they, been hidden, And the aged have risen — they stood up.Verse 9Princes have kept in words, And a hand they place on their mouth.Verse 10The voice of leaders hath been hidden, And their tongue to the palate hath cleaved.Verse 11For the ear heard, and declareth me happy, And the eye hath seen, and testifieth [to] me.Verse 12For I deliver the afflicted who is crying, And the fatherless who hath no helper.Verse 13The blessing of the perishing cometh on me, And the heart of the widow I cause to sing.Verse 14Righteousness I have put on, and it clotheth me, As a robe and a diadem my justice.Verse 15Eyes I have been to the blind, And feet to the lame [am] I.Verse 16A father I [am] to the needy, And the cause I have not known I search out.Verse 17And I break the jaw-teeth of the perverse, And from his teeth I cast away prey.Verse 18And I say, 'With my nest I expire, And as the sand I multiply days.'Verse 19My root is open unto the waters, And dew doth lodge on my branch.Verse 20My honour [is] fresh with me, And my bow in my hand is renewed.Verse 21To me they have hearkened, Yea, they wait, and are silent for my counsel.Verse 22After my word they change not, And on them doth my speech drop,Verse 23And they wait as [for] rain for me, And their mouth they have opened wide [As] for the latter rain.Verse 24I laugh unto them — they give no credence, And the light of my face cause not to fall.Verse 25I choose their way, and sit head, And I dwell as a king in a troop, When mourners he doth comfort.