Chapter 4. Then elifas the timonite answered and Said If one attempts a word with you will you Become weary But who can withhold himself from Speaking Surely you have instructed many and you Have strengthened weak hands Your words have upheld him who were Stumbling and you have strengthened the Feeble knees But now it comes upon you and you are Weary It touches you and you are troubled Is not your reverence your confidence And the Integrity of your ways your hope Remember now Whoever perished being innocent Or where were the upright ever cut off Even as I have seen those who plow Iniquity and sow trouble reap the same By the blast of God they perish and by The breath of his anger they are Consumed The Roaring of the lion the voice of the Fierce Lion and the teeth of the Young Lions are broken The Old Lion perishes for lack of prey And the Cubs of the Lioness are Scattered Now a word was secretly brought to me And my ear received a whisper of it In disquieting thoughts from the visions
Of the night when deep sleep falls on Men Fear Came Upon me and trembling which Made all my bones Shake Then a spirit passed before my face The hair on my body stood up It stood still But I could not discern its appearance A form was before my eyes There was silence Then I Heard a Voice saying Can Immortal be more righteous than God Can a man be more pure than his maker If he puts no trust in his servants if He charges his angels with error How much more those who dwell in houses Of clay Whose Foundation is in the dust who are Crushed before a moth They are broken in pieces from morning Till evening They perish forever with no one Regarding Does not their own Excellence go away They die even without wisdom