JobCapítulo 4

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Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered:
If someone ventures a word with you, will you be weary of it? Yet who can hold back from speaking?
Think how you have instructed many, how you strengthened failing hands.
Your words held up the one who stumbled; you braced the buckling knees.
But now trouble comes to you, and you are worn out; it strikes you, and you are dismayed.
Is not your reverence your confidence, and the integrity of your ways your hope?
Consider now: who ever perished being innocent? Where were the upright ever destroyed?
As I have seen, those who plow iniquity and sow trouble reap it themselves.
By the breath of God they perish; by the blast of his anger they are consumed.
The lion roars, the fierce lion growls, yet the teeth of the young lions are broken.
The old lion dies for lack of prey, and the cubs of the lioness are scattered.
A word was brought to me in secret; my ear caught a whisper of it.
Amid troubling thoughts from visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on people,
dread and trembling came over me, and terror filled all my bones.
A spirit glided past my face, and the hair of my flesh stood on end.
It stood still, but I could not recognize its appearance; a form was before my eyes. There was silence, and then I heard a voice:
"Can a mortal be righteous before God? Can anyone be pure before his Maker?
If he puts no trust in his servants and charges his angels with error,
how much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed like a moth!
Between morning and evening they are shattered; unnoticed, they perish forever.
Is not their tent cord pulled up within them? They die, and not with wisdom.