1Job continued his discourse:
2"How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me,
3when his lamp shone upon my head and by his light I walked through darkness!
4Oh, for the days when I was in my prime, when God's intimate friendship blessed my house,
5when the Almighty was still with me and my children were around me,
6when my path was drenched with cream and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil.
7"When I went to the gate of the city and took my seat in the public square,
8the young men saw me and stepped aside and the old men rose to their feet;
9the chief men refrained from speaking and covered their mouths with their hands;
10the voices of the nobles were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths.
11Whoever heard me spoke well of me, and those who saw me commended me,
12because I rescued the poor who cried for help, and the fatherless who had none to assist him.
13The man who was dying blessed me; I made the widow's heart sing.
14I put on righteousness as my clothing; justice was my robe and my turban.
15I was eyes to the blind and feet to the lame.
16I was a father to the needy; I took up the case of the stranger.
17I broke the fangs of the wicked and snatched the victims from their teeth.
18"I thought, 'I will die in my own house, my days as numerous as the grains of sand.
19My roots will reach to the water, and the dew will lie all night on my branches.
20My glory will remain fresh in me, the bow ever new in my hand.'
21"Men listened to me expectantly, waiting in silence for my counsel.
22After I had spoken, they spoke no more; my words fell gently on their ears.
23They waited for me as for showers and drank in my words as the spring rain.
24When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it; the light of my face was precious to them.
25I 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.