Positivity Successor - Episode 446 - Positivity Successor (Job Chapter Concluding)

Episode Date: September 14, 2026

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Hey, positive people. Welcome to positivity successor. Scheduled Monday through Sunday, including holidays every season, every year, clean leap year. Thanks to tune to the light, changing podcast. God bless. Amen. Have a positive day. Welcome to positivity successor of episode 446. Continue on with the job chapter to finish it. So let's get into it in the Bible. Zopar 20. Then so far the nemathite replied, My troubled thoughts prompts me to answer because I am greatly disturbed.

I hear a rebuke that dishonors me. My understanding inspires me to reply. Surely you know how it has been from of old. Ever since man was placed on the earth, that the mirth of the wicked is born. brief. The joy of the godless lasts but a moment, though his pride reaches to the heavens, and his head touches the clouds. He will perish forever like his own dung. Those who have seen will say, where is he? Like a dream he flies away, no more to be found. Banished like a vision of the

night. The eye that saw him will not see him again. His place will look on him no more. His children must make amends to the poor. His own hands must give back his wealth. The youthful vigor that fills his bones will lie with him in the dust, though evil is sweet in his mouth and he hides it under his tongue though he cannot bear to let it go and keep it in his mouth yet his food will turn sour in his stomach it will become the venom of serpents within him within him he will spit out the riches he swallowed god will make his stomach vomit them up. He will suck the poison of serpents.

The fangs of an adder will kill him. He will not enjoy the streams. The river flows with honey and cream. What he toiled for he must give back uneaten. He will not enjoy the profit from his trading. For he has oppressed the poor and let them destitute. He has seized houses he did not build. Surely he will have no respite from his craving.

He cannot save himself by his treasure. Nothing is left for him to devour. His prosperity will not endure in the midst of his plenty. Distress will overtake him. The full force of misery will come upon. him. When he has filled his belly, God will vent his burning anger against

him and rain down his blows upon him. Though he flees from an iron weapon, a bronze-tipped arrow pierces him. He pulls it out of his back, pulls it out of his back.

The gleaming point out of his liver. Tears will come over him. Total darkness lies in wait for his treasures. A fire unfanned will consume him and devour what is left in his tent. The heavens will expose his guilt. The earth will rise up against him. A flood will carry off his house, rushing waters on the day of God's wrath.

Such is the fate God lots the wicked. the heritage appointed for them by God. Job 21. Then Job replied, Listen carefully to my words. Let this be the consolation you give me. You bear with me while I speak. And after I have spoken, mock on.

Is my complaint directed to man? Why should I not be impatient? Look at me and be astonished. Clap your hand over your mouth. When I think about this, I am terrified. Trembling seizes my body. Why do the wicked live on? Growing old and increasing in power.

They see their children established around them. Their offspring before their eyes. Their homes are safe and free from fear. The rod of God is not upon them. their bulls never fail to breed their cows calf and do not miscarry they send forth their children

has a flock their little ones dance about they sing to the music of tambourine and harp they make merry to the sound of the flute they spend their years in prosperity and go down to the grave in peace yet they say to God

leave us alone we have no desire to know your ways who is the almighty that we should serve him why would we gain by praying to him but their hands is not in their own hands but their prosperity is not in their own hands so i stand a loaf from the council of the wicked yet how often is the lamp of the wicked snuffed out how often is the lamp of the wicked snuffed out How often does calamity come upon them? The fate got a lot in his anger. How often are they like straw before the wind, like shaft swept away by a gal?

It is said, God stores up a man's punishment for his sons. Let him repay the man himself so that he will know it. Let his own eyes see his destruction. Let him drink of the rat. of the almighty. For what does he care about the family he leaves behind? When his allotted months come to an end. Can anyone teach knowledge to God

since he judges even the highest? One man dies in full vigor. Completely secure and at ease. His body will nourished, well nourished. His bones rich. with mara. Another man dies in bitterness of soul, never having enjoyed anything good. Side by side they lie in the dust, and worms cover them both. I know full well what you are drinking and what you are thinking, the schemes by which he would wrong me. You say, where now is the

great man's house? The tents where wicked men live, where wicked men live, Have you never questioned those who travel? Have you paid no regard in their accounts? That the evil man is spared from the day of calamity, that he is delivered from the day of wrath? Who denounces his conduct to his face? Who repays him for what he has done? He is carried to the grave and watch is kept over his tomb.

The soil in the valley is sweet to him. All men follow after him, and the countless throng goes before him. So how can you counsel me with their nonsense? Nothing is left of your answers but falsehood. Eliapaz, 22. Then Eliapaz to Temanite replied, Can a man be a benefit to God? can even a wise man benefit him what pleasure would give the almighty if you were righteous what would he gain if your ways were blameless

as if for your piety that he rebukes you and brings charges against you is not your wickedness great are you are not your sins endless you demanded security from your brothers for no reason You stripped men of their clothing, leaving them naked. You gave no water to the wary, and you withheld food from the hungry, though you were a powerful man owning land, an honored man living on it. And you sent widows away and to hand it, and broke the strength of the fatherless. That is why snares are all around you. Why sun and perrault terrifies you, why it is so dark you cannot see, and why a flood of water covers you, is not God in the heights of heaven, and see how lofty are the highest stars? Yet you say, what does God know? Does he judge through such darkness?

Thick clouds veal him so he does not see us. As he goes about in the vaulted heavens, will you keep to the old path that evil men have trod? They were carried off before their time. The foundations washed away by a flood. They said to God, leave us alone. What can the Almighty do to us? Yet it was he who filled their houses with such good things. So I stand aloof from the council.

counsel the wicked. The righteous seed their ruin and rejoice. The innocent mocked them, saying, surely our foes are destroyed. And fire devours their wealth. Submit to God and be at peace with them. In this way, prosperity will come to you. Accept instruction from his mouth and lay up his words in your heart.

If you return to the Almighty, you will be restored. If you remove wickedness far from your tent and assign your nuggets to the dust, your gold of upper to the rocks and the ravines, then the Almighty will be your gold. The choice is silver for you. Surely then you will find a light in the Almighty and will lift up your face to God. You will pray to him and he will hear you and you will fulfill your vows. what you decide on will be done

and light will shine on your ways when men are brought low and you say, let them up. Then he will save the downcast he will deliver even one who is not innocent who will be delivered

through the cleanness of your hands. Job 23 Then Job replied, even today my complaint is bitter his hand is heavy in spite of my groaning if only I knew where to find him if only I could go to his dwelling

I would state my case before him and fill my mouth with arguments I would find out what he would answer me and consider what he would say would he oppose me with great power now he would not press charges against me. There an upright man could present his case before him.

I would be delivered forever from my judge. But if I go to the east, he is not there. If I go to the west, I do not find him. When he is at work in the north, I do not see him. When he turns to his south, I cannot, I catch no glimpse of him. But he knows the way. He knows the way that I take. When he has tested me, I will come forth as gold.

My feet have closely followed his steps. I have kept to his way without turning aside. I am not departed from the commands of his lips. I treasured the words of his mouth more than my daily bread. But he stands alone and who can oppose him. He does whatever he pleases. He carries out his decree against me and many such plans he still has in store.

That is why I am terrified before him. When I think of all this, I fear him. God has made my heart faint that Almighty has terrified me. Yet I am not silenced by the darkness, by the thick darkness that covers my face. 24 Why does the Almighty not set times for judgment?

Why must those who know him look in vain for such days? Men move boundary stones. They pasture flocks they have stolen. They drive away the orphan's donkey and take the widow's ox and pledge. They thrust the needy from the path and force all the poor. of the land into hiding like wild donkeys in the desert the poor go about their labor of forging food the wasteland provides food for their children they gather fodder in the fields and glean the vineyards of the wicked lacking clothes they spend the night naked they have nothing to cover themselves in the cold they are drenched and they are drenched by mountain rains and hugged the rocks for a lack of shelter. The fatherless child is snatched from the breast.

The infant of the poor is seized for a debt. Lacking clothes, they go about naked. They carry the sheaves, but still go hungry. They crushed olives among the terraces. They tread the wine presses, yet suffer. for thirst. The groans of the dying rise from the city and the

souls of the wounded cry out for help, but God charges no one with wrongdoing. There are those who rebel against the light. Who do not know its ways or stay in its paths?

When daylight is gone, the murderer rises up and kills the poor needy. In the night he steals forth like a thief. The eye of the adulterer watches for dusk. He thinks no eye will see me, and he keeps his face concealed. In the dark, men break into houses, but by day they shut themselves in. They want nothing to do with the light. For all of them, deep darkness in their morning is their morning. with the terrors of darkness, yet they are foam on the surface of the water.

Their portion of the land is cursed so that no one goes to the vineyards. Has heat and draught snatched away the melted snow, so the grave snatches away those who have sinned. The womb forgets them, the worm feasts on them. evil men are no longer remembered but are broken like a tree. They pray on the baron and childless woman, and to the widows show no kindness. But God drags away the mighty by his power. Though they become established, they have no assurance of life.

He may let them rest in the feeling of security, but his eyes are on their ways. For a little while they are exalted and then they are gone. They are brought low and gathered up like all others. They are cut off like heads of grain. If this is not so, who can prove me false and reduce my words to nothing? Life in Bible Times. Crushing olives.

olives grow on trees that are anywhere from 10 to 40 feet tall olives were picked and then crushed with heavy stones to get oil job 2411 olive oil was used in lamps and in cooking people also used olive oil and medicines bill dad 25 then buildad the shahat replied dominion and awe belong to God. He established his order in the heights of heaven.

Can his forces be numbered? Upon whom does his light not rise? How then can a man be righteous before God? How can one born of woman be pure? If even the moon is not bright and the stars are not pure and his eyes, eyes. How much less man who is but a maggot. A son of man who is only a worm. Job 26. Then Job replied, how you have helped the powerless, how you have saved the arm that is feeble. What advice you have offered to one without wisdom and what great insight you have displayed.

who has helped you utter these words and whose spirit spoke from your mouth the dead are in deep anguish those beneath the waters and all that live in them death is naked before god destruction lies uncovered he spreads out the northern skies over empty space he suspends the earth over nothing He wraps up the waters in his clouds. Yet the clouds do not burst under their weight. He covers the face of the full moon, spreads his clouds over it. He marks out the horizon on the face of the waters. For a boundary between light and darkness, the pillars of the heavens quake, aghast at his rebuke.

By his power he churned up. up the sea. By his wisdom, he cut Rahab to pieces. By his breath, the skies became fair. His hand pierced the gliding serpent. And these are but the outer fringe of his works. How faint the whisper we hear of him. Who then can't understand the thunder of his power? 27. and job continued his discourse. I show his God lives, who has denied me justice, the Almighty who has made me taste bitterness of the soul of soul. As long as I live, I have life within me,

the breath of God in my nostrils. My lips will not speak wickedness in my tongue, will utter no deceit. I will never admit you are in the right. Till I die, I will not deny my integrity. I will maintain my righteousness and never let go of it. My conscience will not reproach me as long as I live. May my enemies be like the wicked.

My adversaries like the unjust. For what hope has the godless when he, is cut off. When God takes away his life, does God listen to his cry? When distress comes upon him, will he find a light in the Almighty? Will he call upon God at all times? I will teach you about the power of God, the ways of the Almighty I will not conceal. You have all seen this yourselves. Why then this meaningless talk? Here's the fate God allots to the wicked. The heritage, a ruthless man, receives from the Almighty.

However, may his children, their fate is the sword. His offspring will never have enough to eat. The plague will bury those who survive him, and their widows will not weep for them, though heaps up silver like dust enclosed, like piles of clay. When he lays up the right to, will wear and the innocent will divide his silver.

The house built, he builds like a moth's cocoon, like a hut made by a watchman. He lies down wealthy, but will do so no more. When he opens his eyes, all is gone, tears overtaken like flood. A tempest snatches him away, snatches him away in the night. The east wind carries him off and he is gone.

It sweeps him out of his place. It hurls itself against him without mercy. And he flees head along from its power. It claps its hands and derisin and hisses him out of his place. 28. There is a mind. for silver in a place where gold is refined. Iron is taken from the earth and copper smelted from ore.

Man puts an end to the darkness. He searches the farthest recesses for ore in the blackest darkness. Far from where people dwell, he cuts the shaft. In places forgotten by the foot of man, far from men, he dangles and sways. The earth from which food comes. It's transformed below as by fire. Sapphires come from its rocks, and its dust contains nuggets of gold. No bird of prey knows that hidden path.

No falcons eye has seen it. Proud beasts do not set foot on it, and no lion prowls there. Man's hand assaults the flinty rock, and lays bare the roots of the brutes. mountains. He tunnels through the rock. His eyes see all its treasures. He searches the sources of the rivers and brings hidden things to light. But where can wisdom be found? Where does understanding dwell? Man does not comprehend its worth. It cannot be found in the land of the living. The deep says it is not in me. The sea says it is not with me.

It cannot be bought with the finest gold, nor can its prize be white and silver. It cannot be bought with the gold of upper with precious onyx or sapphires. Neither gold nor its crystal can compare with it, nor can it be had for jewels of gold. Coral and Jasper are not worthy. a mention. The price of wisdom is beyond rubies. The topazic cush cannot compare it with it. It cannot be bought with pure gold. Where then does wisdom come from? Where does understanding dwell? It is hidden from the eyes of every living thing. Concealed even from the birds of the air. Destruction and deaths say, only a rumor.

of it has reached our ears. God understands the way to do it, and he alone knows where it dwells, for he views the ends of the earth and sees everything under the heavens. When he established the forest of the wind,

it measures out, measured out the waters. When he made a decree for the rain and a path for the thunderstorm, then he looked at wisdom and appraised it. He confirmed it and tested it, and he said to man, the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom, and to shun evil his understanding.

Words to treasure. The fear of the Lord that is wisdom. Job 28, 29. Job continued his discourse. How I long for the months gone by. for the days when God watched over me When his lamps shone upon my head And by his light I walked through darkness

Oh for the days when I was in my prime When God intimidate friendship blessed by Bless my house When the Almighty was still with me And my children were around me When my path was drenched with cream in the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil. When I went to the gate of the city and took my seat in the public square,

the young men saw me and stepped aside. And the old men rose to their feet. The chief men refrained from speaking and covered their mouths with their hands. The voices of the nobles were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths. Whoever heard me spoke well of me, and those who saw me commanded me because I rescued the poor who cried for help, and the fatherless had none to assist him.

The man who was dying blessed me. I made the widow's heart sing. I put on righteousness as my clothing. Justice was my robe and my turban. I was eyes to the blind and feet to the lame. I was a father to the needy. I took up the case of the stranger. I thought I will die in my own house.

My days as numerous has the grains of sand. My roots will reach to the water. And the dew will lie all night on my branches. My glory will remain fresh in me. The bow, the bow, the bow, ever knew in my hand, the bow ever knew in my hand. Men listened to me expectantly, waiting in silence for my counsel.

After I had spoken, they spoke no more. My words fell gently on their ears. They waited for me as for showers, and drinking my words as the spring rain. When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it. The light of my face was precious to them. I chose the way for them and sat as their chief. I dwelt as a king among his troops.

I was like one who comforts mourners. 30. But now they mock me, men younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheepdogs, of what use was the strength of their hands to me. Since their vigor had gone from them, haggard from wanton hunger, they roamed the parched land and desolate wastelands at night.

In the brush, they gathered salt, herbs, and their food was the root of the broom tree. They were banished from their fellow men, shouted as if they were thieves, They were forced to live in the dry stream beds among the rocks and holes in the ground. They braided among the bushes and huddled in the undergrowth, a basin nameless brood. They were driven out of the land, and now their sons mock me in song. I have become a byword among them.

They detest me and cut me in. keep their distance. They do not hesitate to spit in my face. Now that God is unstrung, my bow, and afflicted me. They throw off restraint in my presence. On my right, the tribe attacks. They lay snares for my feet. They build their siege ramps against me. They break up my road. They succeeded in destroying me without anyone's help. Anyone's helping them. them. They advance as though as through a gaping breach. Amid the ruins they come rolling in. Terror is overwhelmed me. My dignity is driven away as by the wind. My safety vanishes like a cloud. And now my life ebbs away. Days of suffering grip me. Night pierces my bones. My gnarling

pains never rest and his great power, God becomes like clothing to me. He binds me like the neck of my garment. He throws me into the mud and I am reduced to dust and ashes. I cry out to you, oh God, but you do not answer. I stand up, but you merely look at me. You turn on me ruthlessly. With the might of your hand, you attack me. You snobes. You snobes. gnats me up and dry me before the wind. You toss me about in the storm. I know you will bring me down to death to the place appointed for all the living. Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man when he cries for helping his distress.

Have I not wept for those in trouble? Have not my soul grieved for the poor? Yet when I hoped for good, evil came. When I looked for a light, then came darkness. The churning inside me never stops. Days of suffering confront me. I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

I have become a brother of Jackals, a companion of all owls. My skin grows black and peals. My body burns with fever. my harp is tuned into mourning and my flute to the sound of wailing 31 31 I made a covenant with my eyes and had to look lustfully at a girl for what is man's lot from God above his heritage from the Almighty on high is not ruin for the wicked disaster For those who do wrong, does he not see my ways and count my every step?

If I have walked in falsehood on my foot, or my foot was hurried out of deceit, Let God weigh me in honest scales, he will know that I am blameless. If my steps have turned from the path, if my heart has been led by my eyes, or if my hands have been defiled, then may others eat what I have sown, and may my crops be uprooted, and my heart has been enticed by a woman, or if I have lurked at my neighbor's door,

then may my wife grind another man's grain. or may other men sleep with her, for that would have been shameful, a sin to be judged. It is a fire that burns to destruction. It would have uprooted my harvest. If I have denied justice to my men's servants and maid servants, when they had a grievance against me, what will I do when God confronts me? What will I answer when called to account? Did not he who made me in the womb make them?

Did not the same one form us both within our mothers? If I have denied the desires of the poor, or let the eyes of the widow grow weary, if I have kept my bread to myself, not sharing it with the fatherless, but from my youth I reared him as would a father. and from my birth I guided the widow if I have seen anyone perish

perishing for lack of clothing or a needy man without garment and his heart do not bless me for warming him with the fleece from my sheep if I have raised my hand against the fatherless knowing that I have influenced in court, then let my arm fall from the shoulder. Let it be broken off at the joint.

For I dreaded destruction from God, for fear of his splendor, I could not do such things. If I have put my trust in God or said to pure gold, you are my security, rejoiced over my great wealth, the fortune my hands have gained, if I have regarded the sun and its radiance or the moon moving in splendor, so that my heart was secretly enticed, and my hand offered them a kiss

of homage, then these also would be sins to be judged, for I would have been unfaithful to God on high. if I have rejoiced that my enemy's misfortune or gloated over the trouble that came to him I have not allowed my mouth to sin by invoking a curse against his life yet the men of my household have never said who has not had his fill of jobs meet but no stranger had to spend the night in the street for my door was always open to the traveler

If I have concealed my sin as men do by hiding my guilt in my heart, because I so feared the crowd and so dreaded the contempt of the clans, that I kept silent and would not go outside. Oh, that someone to hear me, I sign now my defense. Let the Almighty answer me. when my accuser put his indictment in writing surely i would wear it on my shoulder i would put it on like a crown i would give him an account of my every step like a prince i would approach him if my land cries out against me and all its furrows are wet with tears if i devoured its field without its yield without payment or broken the same spear of its tenants, then let

breers come up instead of wheat and weeds instead of barley. The words of job are ended. Life in Bible times. Grinding grain. Each day,

women ground grain between two heavy stones to make coarse flour. They mix the flour with water, salt, and yeast to make bread for their families. Alihu. 3.2. So these three men

stopped answering Job because he was righteous in his own eyes. But Alihu, Son of Barakal, the Buzite of the family of Ram, became very angry

with Job for justifying himself rather than God. He was also angry with the three friends because they had found no way to refute job and yet had condemned him. Now Alihu had waited before speaking to Job because they were older than he. But when he saw that the three men had nothing more to say, his anger was aroused. So Alihu, son of Barako, the Buzzite said, I am young in years and you were old. That is why I was

fearful, not daring to tell you. what I know. I thought age would speak. Age should speak. Advanced years should teach wisdom. But it is the spirit and a man, the breath of the almighty that gives him understanding. It is not the old, it is not only the old who are wise, not only the age to understand what is right. Therefore I say, listen to me. I too will tell you where I know. I waited while you spoke. I listened to your reasoning while you were searching for words. I gave you my full attention, but not one of you have proved job wrong.

None of you has answered his arguments. Do not say we have found wisdom. Let God refutes him not man. But job is not. but Jabba has not marshaled his words against me. And I will not answer him with your arguments. They are dismayed and have no more to say. Words have failed them.

Must I wait? Now that they are silent. Now that they stand there with no reply, I too will have my say. I too will tell what I know. For I am full of words. And the spirit within me, compels me. Inside I am like, I am like bottled up wine, like new wine skins ready to burst.

I must speak in fine relief. I must open my lips and reply. I will show partially to no one, nor will I flatter any man. For if I were skilled in flattery, flattery, my maker would soon take me anyway. 33. But now job, listen to my words. Pay attention to everything I say. I am about to open my mouth. My words are on the tip of my tongue. My words come from an upright heart. My lips sincerely speak what I know. The spirit of God has made me. The breath of the Almighty gives me life. Answer me then, if you can. Prepare yourself and confront me. I am just like you before God. I too have been taken from clay.

No fear of me should alarm you, nor should my hand be heavy upon you. But you have said in my hearing, I heard the very words. I am pure and without sin. I am clean and free from guilt, yet God has found fault with me. He considers me his enemy.

He fastens my feet in shackles. He keeps close watch on all my paths. But I tell you, in this you are not right. For God is greater than man. Why do you complain to him that he answers none of the man's words? For God does speak, not one way, now another. Now one way, now another. Though man may not perceive it,

in a dream and a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, as they slumber in their beds, he may speak in their ears, and terrify them with warnings, to turn man from wrongdoing, and keep him from pride, to preserve his soul from the pit,

his life from perishing by the sword, or a man must be, maybe, chastened on the bed of pain. With constant distress in his bones, so that his very being finds food repulsive, and his soul loads the choicest meal. His flesh wastes away to nothing, and his bones, once hidden, now stick out.

His soul draws near to the pit, and his life to the messengers of death. yet there is an angel on his side as a mediator one out of a thousand to tell a man what is right for him to be gracious to him and say

spare him from going down to the pit I have found a ransom for him then his flesh is renewed like a child's and is restored as in the days of his youth He prays to God and finds favor with him. He sees God's face and shouts for joy. He is restored by God in his righteous state. To his righteous state.

Then he comes to men and says, I sinned and perverted what was right, but I did not get what I deserved. He redeemed my soul from going down to the pit, and I will live to enjoy the light. God does all these things to a man twice, even three times, to turn back his soul from the pit that the light of life might shine on him. Pay attention, job, and listen to me. Be silent and I will speak.

If you have anything to say, answer me. Speak up for I want you to be cleared. But if not, then listen to me. Be silent and I will teach you wisdom. 34. Then Alihu said, Then Alihu said, Hear my words, you wise man, you wise man, men.

Listen to me. You men of hearing. For the ear tests words. As the tongue tastes food, let us discern for ourselves what is right. Let us learn. together what is good. Job says, I am innocent, but God denies me justice. Although I am right, I am considered a liar, although I am guiltless. His arrow inflicts an incurable wound. What man is like

Job, who drinks scorn like water. He keeps company with evil doers. He associates with wicked men. for he says it profits a man nothing when he tries to please God so listen to me you men of understanding far far be it from God to do evil

so listen to me you men of understanding far be it from God to do evil from the Almighty do wrong he repays a man for what he has done he brings upon him for what

he brings upon him what his conduct deserves. It is unthinkable that God would do wrong, that the Almighty would pervert justice. Who appointed him over the earth? Who put him in charge of the whole world? If they were his attention and he would drew his spirit and breath, all mankind would perish together, and man would return to the dust.

If you have understanding, hear this. Listen to what I say. Can he who hates justice govern? Will you condemn the just in Mayewan? Is he not the one who says to the kings, You are worthless and to nobles you are wicked, who shows no part to princes, and does not favor the rich over the poor.

For there are all the work of his hand. They die in an instant. In the middle of the night, the people are shaken and they pass away. The mighty are removed without human hand. His eyes are on the ways of men. He sees there every step. There is no dark place, no deep shadow where evil doers can hide.

God has no need to examine men further, that they should come before him for judgment. Without inquiry, he shatters the Almighty and sets up others in their place. Because he takes notes of their deeds. He overthrows them in the night and they are crushed. He punishes them for the wickedness where everyone can see them. Because they turned from following him and had no regard for any of his ways. They caused the cry out of the poor to come.

come before him so that he heard the cry of the needy. But if he remains silent, who can condemn him? Who can't condemn him? If he hides his face, who can see him? Yet he is overman and nation alike to keep a godless man from ruling, from laying snares for the people. Suppose a man says to God, I am guilty, will offend no more.

Teach me what I cannot see. If I have done wrong, I will not do so again. Should God then reward you on your terms when you refuse to repent? You must decide, not I, so tell me what you know. The men of understanding declare, wise men who hear me say to me, job speaks without knowledge. His words lack insight. Oh, that job might be tested to the utmost.

For answering like a wicked man. To his sin, he adds rebellion. Scornfully, he claps his hands among us. He multiplies his words against God. 35. Then Alihu said, Do you think this is just? You say,

I will be clear by God. Yet, you ask him, what profit is it to me? And what do I gain by not sinning? I would like to reply to you and to your friends with you. Look up to the heavens

and see. Gaze at the clouds so high above you. If you sin, how does that affect him? If your sins are many, what does that do to him? If you are righteous, what do you give to him? Or what does,

he received from your hand. Your wickedness affects only a man like yourself. In your righteousness, only the sons of men. Men cry out

under a load of oppression. They plead for relief from the arm of the powerful. But no one says, where is God my maker? Who gives songs in the night? Who teaches more to us

than to the beast of the earth and make us wiser than the birds of the air. He does not answer when men cry out because of the arrogance of the wicked. Instead, indeed, God does not listen to their empty

plea. The Almighty pays no attention to it. How much less than will you listen when you say that you do not see him? That your case is before him and you must wait for him. and further that his anger never punishes,

and he does not take the least notice of wickedness. So Job opens his mouth with empty top. Without knowledge, he multiplies words. 36. Alihu continued, Bear with me a little longer, and I will show you that there is more to be said in God's behalf. I get my knowledge from a faith.

afar. I will ascribe justice to my maker. Be assured that my words are not false. One perfect in knowledge is with you. God is mighty, but does not despise men. He is mighty and firm in his purpose. He does not keep the wicked alive, but gives the afflicted their rights. He does not take his eyes off the righteous. He enthrones them with kings and exalts. them forever. But if men are bound in chains held fast by coercion of affliction, he tells them what they have done, that they have sinned arrogantly. He makes them listen to correction and commands them to repent to their evil. If they obey and serve them, they will spend the rest of their days in prosperity and their years in contentment. But they do not listen.

they will perish by the sword and die without knowledge for godless in heart harbor resentment even when he fetters them they do not cry for help they die in their youth among male prostitutes of their shrines but those who suffer he delivers in their suffering

he speaks to them in their affliction he is wooing you from the jaws of distress to a spacious place free from restriction to the comfort of your table laden laden with choice food but now you are laden with the judgment do the wicked

judgment and justice have taken hold of you be careful that no one entices you by riches do not let a large bribe that turn you aside would your wealth or even all your mighty efforts sustain you so you would not be able so you would not be in distress. Do not long for the night to drag people away from their homes. Be aware of turning to evil,

which you seem to prefer to affliction. God is exalted in his power, who is a teacher like him, who has prescribed his ways for him, or said to him, You have done wrong, remember to extol his work, which men have praised in song. All men have seen, has seen it. Men gaze on it from afar. How great is God beyond our understanding? The number of his years is past, final. out. He draws up the drops of water, which distil has rain to the streams. The clouds pour down

their moisture and abundant showers fall on mankind. Who can't understand how he spreads out the clouds, how he thunders from the pavilion? See how he scatters his lightning about him, bathing the depths of the sea. This is the way he governs the nations and provides food in abundance. He fills his hands with lightning and commands it to strike its mark. His thunder announces the coming storm. Even the cattle make known its approach. 37.

At this my heart pounds and leaps from its place. Listen. Listen to the roar of his voice. To the rumbling that comes from his mouth. He unleashes his lightning beneath the whole heaven and sends it to the ends of the earth. And after that comes the sound of his roar. He thunders. He thunders with his majestic voice. When his voice resounds, he holds nothing back.

God's voice thunders in marvelous ways. He has great things beyond our understanding. He says to the snow, fall on the earth and to the rain shower. Be a mighty downpour so that all men he has made know his work. He stops every man from his labor. The animals cover. They are fraying in their dens. The tempests come out from its chamber.

the cold from the driving winds, the breath of God produces ice, and the broad waters become frozen. He loads the clouds with moisture. He scars his lightning through them. At his direction, they swirl around over the face of the old earth to do whatever he commands them. He brings the clouds to punish men or to war. water his earth and show his love. Listen to this job. Stop and consider God's wonders. Do you know how God controls the clouds and makes his lightning flash?

Do you know how the clouds hang poised? Those wonders of him who is perfect in knowledge. You who swelter in your clothes when the land lies, when the land lies hushed under the south wind. Can you join them in spraying out the skies? Hard as a mirror of cast bronze? Tell us what we should say to him. We cannot draw up our case because of our darkness.

Should he be told that I want to speak? When any man asks to be swallowed up, now no one can look at the sun. bright has it in the sky after the wind has swept them clean out of the north he comes in golden splendor God comes in awesome majesty

the almighty is beyond our reach and exalted in power and his justice and great righteousness he does not oppress therefore men revere him for does he not have regard for all the wise in heart? Words to treasure. God's voice thunders in marvelous ways. He does great things beyond our understanding.

Job 37.5. The Lord speaks, 38. Then the Lord answered Job out of the storm. He said, Who is this that darkens my counsel with words, without knowledge. Brace yourself like a man. I will question you, and you shall answer me.

Where were you when I laid the earth's foundation? Tell me if you understand who marked off its dimensions. Surely you know. Who stretched a measuring line across it on what were its footings set, or who laid its cornerstone while the morning stone, sang together and all the angels shouted for joy. Who shut up the sea behind doors? When it burst forth from the womb.

When I made the clouds its garment and wrapped it in thick darkness, when I fixed limits for it and sets doors and bars in place, when I said, this far you may come in no farther. Here is where your proud ways. waves at halt. Have you ever given orders to the morning or shown the donates place that it might take the earth by the edges and shake the wicked out of it? The earth takes shape like clay under a seal.

It features stand out like those of a garment. The wicked are the nether. denied their light, and their upraised arm is broken. Have you journeyed to the springs of the sea, or walked in the recesses of the deep? Have the gates of death been shown to you? Have you seen the gates of the shadow of death? Have you comprehended the vast expanses of the earth? Tell me, if you know all this, what is the way to the abode of light, and where does darkness reside, reside, can you take them to their places? Do you know the paths to their dwellings? Show you know, for you were already born. You have lived so many years. Have you entered the

storehouses of the snow, or seen the storehouses of the hell? Which I reserve for times of trouble for days of war and battle. What is the way to the place where the light is dismal? burst or the place where the east winds are scattered over the earth. Who cuts a channel for the torrents of rain and a path for the thunderstorm to water a land where no man lives, a desert with no one in it, to satisfy a desolate wasteland and make it sprout without grass? Does the rain have a father? Who fathers the drops? of dew. From whose womb comes the ice? Who gives birth to the

frost from the heavens? When the waters become hard as stone when the surface of the deep is frozen. Can you bind the beautiful Palliades? Can you loose the cords of Orion? Can you bring forth the constellations in their seasons or lead out the bear with its cubs

do you know the laws of the heavens can set can you set up God's dominion over the earth can you raise your voice to the clouds and cover up with the flood of water do you send

the lightning bolts on their way do they report you here we are who endowed the heart with wisdom or gave understanding to the mind Who has the wisdom To count the clouds

Who can tip over the water jars Of the heavens When the dust becomes hard And the clouds of earth Stick together Do you hunt the prey For the lioness And satisfy the hunger

Of the lions When they crouch in their dens Or a lion wait for In the thicket Who provides food For the raven When its young cry out to God and wander about for lack of food.

39. Do you know when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the dough bears her fawn? Do you count the months till they bear? Do you know the time they give? birth. They crouch down and bring forth their young. Their labor pains

are ended. Their young thrive and grow strong in the wilds. They leave and do not return. Who let the wild donkey go free? Who untied his ropes? I gave him

the wasteland as his home. The salt flats has his habitat. He laughs at the commotion in the town. He does not hear a driver's shout. Driver's shout. He ranges the hills for his pasture and searches for any green thing. Will the wild ox consent to serve you?

Will he stay by your manger at night? He'll hold him to the, furrow with the harness, will he till the valleys behind you? Will you rely on him for his great strength? Will you leave your heavy work to him? Can you trust to bring in your grain and gather it to your threshing floor? The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, but they cannot compare with opinions, with the opinions. and feathers of the stork.

She lays her eggs on the ground and lets them warm in the sand. Unmindful that a foot may crush them. That some wild animal may trample them. She treats her young harshly as if they were not hers. She cares not that her labor was in vain. For God do not endow her with

wisdom or give her a share of good sense. Yet when she spreads her feathers to run, she laughs at horse and rider. Do you give the horse his strength or clothe his neck with a falling mane? Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting? He paused fiercely rejoicing in his strength and charges in his to the fray. He lapsed at fear, afraid of nothing. He has not shy away from the sword. The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance. In frenzied excitement, he eats up the ground. He cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds. At the blast of the trumpet,

he snorts, aha. He catches a scent of battle from afar. The shout of the shout of the the commanders in the battle cry does the hawk take flight by your wisdom and spread his wings toward the south does the eagle soar at your command and build his nest down high he dwells on the cliff and stays there at night a rocky crag in his house in his stronghold from there he seeks out his food his eyes is detected from afar. His young ones feast on blood and where the slain are, there is he. Forty. The Lord said

to Job, well, the one who contends with the Almighty correct him, let him, who accuses Job, who accuses God, answer him. Then Job answered the Lord. I am unworthy. How can

I reply to you? I put my hand over my mouth. I spoke once, but I have no answer. Twice, but I will say no more. Then the Lord spoke to job out of the storm. Brace yourself like a man. I will question you, and you shall answer me. How will you describe my justice?

Would you condemn me to justify yourself? Do you have an arm like gods, and can your voice thunder like his? Then adorn yourself with glory. glory and splendor, and clothe yourself in honor and majesty. Unleash the fear of your wrath. Look at every proud man and bring him low. Look at every proud

man and humble him. Cross the wicked where they stand. Burry them all in the dust together. Shroth their faces in the grave. Then I and myself will admit to you that your own right hand can save you. Look at the

behemoth which I made along with you and which feeds on grass like an ox what strength he has in his loins what power

in the muscles of his belly his tail sways like a setter the sinews of his thighs are closed-knit His bones are tubes of bronze His limbs like rods of iron He ranks first among the works of God

Yet his maker can approach him with his sword The hills bring him their produce And all the wild animals play nearby Under the lotus plants he lies In among the reeds in the marsh The lotus Conceal him In their shadow

The Pope wears By the stream Surround him When the river rages He is not alarmed He is secure Though the Jordan Should surge

Against his mouth Can anyone capture him by the eyes Or trap him and pierce his nose Did you know What did God say to Job. 49. God told Job to consider how great the Lord is. Job couldn't even understand the things God does in nature. So how could he expect to understand what God was doing in Job's life? 41. Can you pull in the Leviathan with the fish look or tie down his tongue with a rope?

can you put a cord through his nose or pierce his jaw with a hook? Will he keep begging you for mercy? Will he speak to you with gentle words? Will he make an agreement with you for you to take him as your slave for life? Can you make him a pet of him like a bird or put him on a leash for your girls? Will traitors barter for you? him, will they divide him up among the merchants? Can you fill his hide with parpoons or his head with fishing spears? If you lay a hand on him, you will remember the struggle and never do it

again. Any hope of subduing him is false. The mere sight of him is overpowering. No one is fierce enough to rouse him. Who then is able to stand against me? Who has a claim against me that I must pay? Everything under heaven belongs to me. I would not fail to speak of his

limbs. His strength is in his graceful form. Who can strip off his outer coat? Who would approach him with a brittle? Who dares? Open the doors of his

mouth, rinded about his fearsome teeth. His back has rows of shields, tightly sealed together. Each is so close to the next that no air can pass between. They are joined fast to one another. They cling together cannot be parted. His snorting throws out flashes of lights. His eyes are like the rays of dawn. Firebrands stream from his mouth. Sparks of fire shoot out. Smoke pours from his nostrils, as from a boiling pot over a fire of reeds. His breath sets colds ablaze,

and flames dart from his mouth. Strength resides in his neck. This may goes before him. The folds of his flesh are tightly joined. They are firm and immovable. His chest is hard as rock. His heart is a, lower milestone.

When he rises up, the mighty are terrified. They retreat before his thrashing. The sword that reaches him has no effect. Nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin.

Iron, he treats like straw and bronze like rotten wood. Arrows do not make him flee. Sling stones are like a like chap to him a club seems to him

but a piece of straw he laps out the rattling of the lance his undersides are jagged pot shirts leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge he makes the deaths

churn like a boiling cauldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of He leads a glistening wake. One would think the deep had white hair. Nothing on earth is his equal. A creature without fear.

He looks down on all that are haughty. He is king over all that are proud. Life in Bible times. Leviathan. Leviathan probably. means crocodile. In any case, it must have been a fierce, dangerous animal. Job 41 describes its fearsome teeth, its breath that sets coals ablaze, and its strength that makes iron like straw to see if you would ever want to get near this Leviathan or crocodile. Read what Job 41.8 says.

Job 42 Then job replied to the Lord I know that you can do all things No plan of yours can be thwarted

You asked Who is this that obscures my counsel Without knowledge Surely I spoke of things I did not understand

Things to Wunder For me to know You said Listen now And I will speak I will question you. You shall answer me.

My ears had heard of you, but now my eyes have seen you. Therefore, I despise myself and repent, and dust and ashes. Ippelag. After the Lord has said these things to Job, he said to Laiaphas the Temanite, I am angry with you and your two friends,

because you have not spoken of me what is right, has my servant job, has. So now take seven bulls and seven rams and go to my servant job and sacrifice a burnt offering for yourselves. My servant job will pray for you. I will accept his prayer and not deal with

you according to your full folly. You have not spoken on me what is right as my servant job has. So I have had the Taminite, Boudad the Shalite and Zoparthanamathite.

did what the Lord told him, and the Lord accepted Job's prayer. After Job had prayed for his friends, the Lord made him prosperous again and gave him twice as much as he had before. All his brothers and sisters and everyone who had known him before came and ate with him in his house. They comforted and consoled him over all the trouble the Lord had brought upon him. him and each one gave him a piece of silver and a gold ring. The Lord blessed the latter part of Jobs' life more than the first. He had 14,000 sheep, 6,000 camels, a thousand yoke of oxen and 10, and a thousand donkeys.

He also had seven sons and three daughters. The first daughter he named Jim, Jim, Jimima. the second Kezia and the third Karen Habush nowhere in all

the land where there found women as beautiful as jobs daughters and their

father granted them as them an inheritance along with their brothers after this

job lived 140 years he saw his children their children to the fourth generation

until he died old and full of years. Did you know what happened to Job? 4212. Job had tried hard to understand God. He had been totally honest with God. Even when it sounded as though he was being disrespectful, God was pleased with Job and he healed him, showered him with much wealth,

and gave him a new family blood. God was angry with Job's friends. Job 427, because they had not spoken the truth about God, they had only said things that they thought sounded good. God told Jobs' friends that Job would pray for them and that God would hear Jobs' prayer. We have made it to the end of the Job chapter. Thanks to Tenereson, Sam Bari, our episode positive successor.

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