Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said,

If one attempts a word with you, will you be wearied by it? But who can refrain from speaking?

Indeed, you have instructed many, And you have strengthened the weak hands.

Your words have raised up him who was stumbling, And you have made the bowing knees firm.

But now it comes to you, and you are wearied by it; It touches you, and you are disturbed.

Is not your fear of God your confidence, And the integrity of your ways your hope?

Remember now, who, being innocent, has ever perished? And where have the upright ever been cut off?

According to what I have seen, those who plow iniquity And those who sow trouble reap the same.

By the breath of God they perish, And by the blast of His anger they are consumed.

The roaring of the lion and the sound of the fierce lion And the teeth of the young lions are broken;

The strong lion perishes for lack of prey, And the whelps of the lioness are scattered.

But a matter has stolen in unto me, And my ear has received a whisper of it.

In perplexing thoughts of the night visions, When deep sleep falls upon men,

Dread came upon me, and trembling, And caused all my bones to dread.

And a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh bristled.

It stood still, but I could not discern its appearance; A form stood before my eyes; I heard a murmur of a voice:

Can a mortal man be more righteous than God? Can a man be purer than his Maker?

If He puts no trust in His servants, And He charges His angels with error,

How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in dust, Who are crushed like a moth!

From morning to evening they are smashed to pieces; Without any considering it, they continually perish.

Should their tent cord be plucked up within them, They die, and not in wisdom.