The Book of Job Chapter 15 – New King James Version (NKJV) – Audio Bible

Chapter 15. Then eliphaz the temanite answered and Said Should a wise man answer with empty Knowledge and fill himself with the East Wind Should he reason with unprofitable talk Or by speeches with which he can do no Good Yes you cast off fear and restrain Prayer before God For your iniquity teaches your mouth and You choose the tongue of The Crafty Your own mouth condemns you and not I Yes your own lips testify against you Are you the first man who was born Or were you made before the Hills Have you heard the Council of God Do you limit wisdom to yourself What do you know that we do not know What do you understand that is not in US Both the gray-haired and the Aged are Among Us much older than your father Are the consolations of God too small For you and the words spoken gently with You Why does your heart carry you away And what do your eyes wink at that you Turn your spirit against God and let Such words go out of your mouth What is man that he could be pure And he who is born of a woman that he Could be righteous If God puts no trust in his Saints and

The heavens are not pure in his sight How much less man who is abominable and Filthy who drinks iniquity like water I will tell you hear me What I have seen I will declare what Wise men have told Not hiding anything received from their Fathers to whom alone the land was given And no alien passed among them The wicked man writhes with pain all his Days and the number of years is hidden From the oppressor Dreadful sounds are in his ears In prosperity the Destroyer comes upon Him He does not believe that he will return From Darkness for a sword is waiting for Him He wanders about for bread saying where Is it He knows that a day of darkness is ready At his hand Trouble and anguish make him afraid They overpower him like a king ready for Battle For he stretches out his hand against God and acts defiantly against the Almighty Running stubbornly against him with his Strong embossed Shield Though he has covered his face with his Fatness and made his waist heavy with Fat It dwells in desolate cities

In houses which no one inhabits which Are destined to become ruins He will not be rich nor will his wealth Continue Nor will his possessions overspread the Earth He will not depart from Darkness The flame will dry out his branches and By the breath of his mouth he will go Away Let him not trust in futile things Deceiving himself For futility will be his reward It will be accomplished before his time And his Branch will not be green He will shake off his unripe grape like A vine And cast off his Blossom like an olive Tree For the company of Hypocrites will be Barren And fire will consume the tents of Bribery They conceive trouble and bring forth Futility Their womb prepares deceit

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