1 Job continued his discourse:
for the days when God watched over me,
and by his light I walked through darkness!
when God’s intimate friendship blessed my house,
and my children were around me,
and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil.
and took my seat in the public square,
and the old men rose to their feet;
and covered their mouths with their hands;
and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths.
and those who saw me commended me,
and the fatherless who had none to assist them.
I made the widow’s heart sing.
justice was my robe and my turban.
and feet to the lame.
I took up the case of the stranger.
and snatched the victims from their teeth.
my days as numerous as the grains of sand.
and the dew will lie all night on my branches.
the bow will be ever new in my hand.’
waiting in silence for my counsel.
my words fell gently on their ears.
and drank in my words as the spring rain.
the light of my face was precious to them.a
I dwelt as a king among his troops;
I was like one who comforts mourners.