YLT - Job - 29

29:1  And Job addeth to lift up his simile, and saith: --

29:2  Who doth make me as in months past, As in the days of God's preserving me?

29:3  In His causing His lamp to shine on my head, By His light I walk through darkness.

29:4  As I have been in days of my maturity, And the counsel of God upon my tent.

29:5  When yet the Mighty One is with me. Round about me--my young ones,

29:6  When washing my goings with butter, And the firm rock is with me rivulets of oil.

29:7  When I go out to the gate by the city, In a broad place I prepare my seat.

29:8  Seen me have youths, and they, been hidden, And the aged have risen--they stood up.

29:9  Princes have kept in words, And a hand they place on their mouth.

29:10  The voice of leaders hath been hidden, And their tongue to the palate hath cleaved.

29:11  For the ear heard, and declareth me happy, And the eye hath seen, and testifieth to me.

29:12  For I deliver the afflicted who is crying, And the fatherless who hath no helper.

29:13  The blessing of the perishing cometh on me, And the heart of the widow I cause to sing.

29:14  Righteousness I have put on, and it clotheth me, As a robe and a diadem my justice.

29:15  Eyes I have been to the blind, And feet to the lame am I.

29:16  A father I am to the needy, And the cause I have not known I search out.

29:17  And I break the jaw-teeth of the perverse, And from his teeth I cast away prey.

29:18  And I say, `With my nest I expire, And as the sand I multiply days.'

29:19  My root is open unto the waters, And dew doth lodge on my branch.

29:20  My honour is fresh with me, And my bow in my hand is renewed.

29:21  To me they have hearkened, Yea, they wait, and are silent for my counsel.

29:22  After my word they change not, And on them doth my speech drop,

29:23  And they wait as for rain for me, And their mouth they have opened wide As for the latter rain.

29:24  I laugh unto them--they give no credence, And the light of my face cause not to fall.

29:25  I choose their way, and sit head, And I dwell as a king in a troop, When mourners he doth comfort.