God

And now, take to you seven bullocks and seven rams, and go ye unto My servant Job, and ye have caused a burnt-offering to ascend for you; and Job My servant doth pray for you, for surely his face I accept, so as not to do with you folly, because ye have not spoken concerning Me rightly, like My servant Job.

And they go--Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, Zophar the Naamathite--and do as Jehovah hath spoken unto them; and Jehovah doth accept the face of Job.

And Jehovah hath turned to the captivity of Job in his praying for his friends, and Jehovah doth add to all that Job hath--to double.

And come unto him do all his brethren, and all his sisters, and all his former acquaintances, and they eat bread with him in his house, and bemoan him, and comfort him concerning all the evil that Jehovah had brought upon him, and they gave to him each one kesitah, and each one ring of gold.

And Jehovah hath blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning, and he hath fourteen thousand of a flock, and six thousand camels, and a thousand pairs of oxen, and a thousand she-asses.

But--in the law of Jehovah is his delight, And in His law he doth meditate by day and by night:

For Jehovah is knowing the way of the righteous, And the way of the wicked is lost!

Station themselves do kings of the earth, And princes have been united together, Against Jehovah, and against His Messiah:

He who is sitting in the heavens doth laugh, The Lord doth mock at them.

Then doth He speak unto them in His anger, And in His wrath He doth trouble them:

`And I--I have anointed My King, Upon Zion--My holy hill.'

I declare concerning a statute: Jehovah said unto me, `My Son Thou art , I to-day have brought thee forth.

Ask of Me and I give nations--thy inheritance, And thy possession--the ends of earth.

Thou dost rule them with a sceptre of iron, As a vessel of a potter Thou dost crush them.'

Serve ye Jehovah with fear, And rejoice with trembling.

A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.

And Thou, O Jehovah, art a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

My voice is unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.

I--I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies on the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.

Of Jehovah is this salvation; On Thy people is Thy blessing! Selah.

To the Overseer with Stringed Instruments. --A Psalm of David. In my calling answer Thou me, O God of my righteousness. In adversity Thou gavest enlargement to me; Favour me, and hear my prayer.

Sons of men! till when is my glory for shame? Ye love a vain thing, ye seek a lie. Selah.

And know ye that Jehovah Hath separated a saintly one to Himself. Jehovah heareth in my calling to Him.