15 And, now, because there is not, He hath appointed His anger, And He hath not known in great extremity.
He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away. And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction. At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down. By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me. Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes. I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me. Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppresest me. Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest -- Thou levellest me. For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And `to' the house appointed for all living. Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety. Did not I weep for him whose day is hard? Grieved hath my soul for the needy. When good I expected, then cometh evil, And I wait for light, and darkness cometh. My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction. Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry. A brother I have been to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich. My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat, And my harp doth become mourning, And my organ the sound of weeping.
Is Thy kindness recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness in destruction? Are Thy wonders known in the darkness? And Thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? And I, unto Thee, O Jehovah, I have cried, And in the morning doth my prayer come before Thee. Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me. I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away. Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
How do I give thee up, O Ephraim? Do I deliver thee up, O Israel? How do I make thee as Admah? Do I set thee as Zeboim? Turned in Me is My heart, kindled together have been My repentings. I do not the fierceness of My anger, I turn not back to destroy Ephraim, For God I `am', and not a man. In thy midst the Holy One, and I enter not in enmity,
and all chastening for the present, indeed, doth not seem to be of joy, but of sorrow, yet afterward the peaceable fruit of righteousness to those exercised through it -- it doth yield. Wherefore, the hanging-down hands and the loosened knees set ye up;
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Commentary on Job 35 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 35
Job being still silent, Elihu follows his blow, and here, a third time, undertakes to show him that he had spoken amiss, and ought to recant. Three improper sayings he here charges him with, and returns answer to them distinctly:-
Job 35:1-8
We have here,
Job 35:9-13
Elihu here returns an answer to another word that Job had said, which, he thought, reflected much upon the justice and goodness of God, and therefore ought not to pass without a remark. Observe,
Job 35:14-16
Here is,