Job 29 - 30 - Legacy Standard Bible

Job 29 - 30

Job Continues His Discourse

And Job continued to lift up his discourse and said, 2

“Oh that I were as in months gone by,

As in the days when God kept me,

When His lamp shone over my head,

And by His light I walked through darkness,

As I was in the prime of my days,

When the intimate counsel with God was over my tent,

When the Almighty was yet with me,

And my children were around me,

When my steps were bathed in butter,

And the rock poured out for me streams of oil!

When I went out to the gate of the city,

When I took my seat in the square,

The young men saw me and hid,

And the old men arose and stood.

The princes stopped talking

And put their hands on their mouths;

The voice of the nobles was hidden away,

And their tongue clung to their palate.

For the ear heard, and it called me blessed,

And the eye saw, and it gave witness of me,

Because I provided escape for the afflicted who cried for help,

And the orphan who had no helper.

The blessing of the one ready to perish came upon me,

And I made the widow’s heart sing for joy.

I clothed myself with righteousness, and it clothed me;

My justice was like a robe and a turban.

I was eyes to the blind

And feet to the lame.

I was a father to the needy,

And I searched out the case which I did not know.

I broke the fangs of the unjust

And snatched the prey from his teeth.

Then I said, ‘I will breathe my last in my nest,

And I shall multiply my days as the sand.

My root is spread out to the waters,

And dew lies all night on my branch.

My glory is ever new with me,

And my bow is renewed in my hand.’

“To me they listened and waited,

And kept silent for my counsel.

After my words they did not speak again,

And my speech dropped on them.

They waited for me as for the rain,

And opened their mouth as for the late rain.

I laughed with them as they could not believe it,

And the light of my face they did not cast down.

I chose a way for them and sat as chief,

And dwelt as their head among the troops,

As one who comforted the mourners.

“But now those younger than I laugh at me,

Whose fathers I rejected even to put with the dogs of my flock.

Indeed, what good was the strength of their hands to me?

Vigor had perished from them.

From want and famine they are gaunt,

Who gnaw the dry ground by night in destruction and desolation,

Who pluck mallow by the bushes,

And whose food is the root of the broom tree.

They are driven from the community;

They shout against them as against a thief,

So that they dwell in the slopes of the valleys,

In holes of the dust and of the rocks.

Among the bushes they cry out;

Under the nettles they are gathered together.

Wicked fools, even those without a name,

They were scourged from the land.

“And now I have become their mocking song;

I have even become a taunting word to them.

They abhor me and keep a distance from me,

And they do not hold back from spitting at my face.

Because He has loosed His bowstring and afflicted me,

They have thrust aside their bridle before me.

On the right hand their brood arises;

They thrust aside my feet and build up against me their ways to disaster.

They break up my path;

They profit from my destruction;

They have no helper.

As through a wide breach they come,

Amid the storm they roll on.

Terrors are turned against me;

They pursue my nobility as the wind,

And my hope for salvation has passed away like a cloud.

“And now my soul is poured out within me;

Days of affliction have seized me.

At night it pierces my bones within me,

And my gnawing pains take no rest.

By a great force my garment is distorted;

It seizes me about as the collar of my tunic.

He has cast me into the mire,

And I have become like dust and ashes.

I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer me;

I stand up, and You carefully consider how to be against me.

You have become cruel to me;

With the might of Your hand You hunted me down.

You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride;

And You melt me away in a storm.

For I know that You will bring me to death

And to the house of meeting for all living.

“Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand,

Or, in his upheaval, is there a cry for help because of them?

Have I not wept for the one whose life is hard?

Was not my soul grieved for the needy?

When I hoped for good, then evil came;

When I waited for light, then thick darkness came.

I am boiling within and cannot be silent;

Days of affliction confront me.

I go about darkened but not by the sun;

I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.

I have become a brother to jackals

And a companion of ostriches.

My skin turns black on me,

And my bones burn with fever.

Therefore my harp is turned to mourning,

And my flute to the sound of those who weep.

Luke 11

The Lord’s Prayer

And it happened that while Jesus was praying in a certain place, after He had finished, one of His disciples said to Him, “Lord, teach us to pray just as John also taught his disciples.” 2 And He said to them, “When you pray, say:

‘Father, hallowed be Your name.

Your kingdom come.

Give us each day our daily bread.

And forgive us our sins,

For we ourselves also forgive everyone who is indebted to us.

And lead us not into temptation.’”

5 Then He said to them, “Which of you has a friend and will go to him at midnight and say to him, ‘Friend, lend me three loaves, 6 for a friend of mine has come to me from a journey, and I have nothing to set before him’; 7 and from inside he answers and says, ‘Do not bother me; the door has already been shut and my children and I are in bed; I cannot rise up and give you anything.’ 8 I tell you, even though he will not arise and give him anything because he is his friend, yet because of his persistence he will get up and give him as much as he needs. 9 “So I say to you, ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. 10 For everyone who asks, receives; and he who seeks, finds; and to him who knocks, it will be opened. 11 But what father among you, if his son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead of a fish? 12 Or, if his son asks for an egg, will give him a scorpion? 13 If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask Him?”

A Kingdom Divided

14 And He was casting out a demon, and it was mute. Now it happened that when the demon had gone out, the mute man spoke, and the crowds marveled. 15 But some of them said, “He casts out demons by Beelzebul, the ruler of the demons.” 16 And others, testing Him, were seeking from Him a sign from heaven. 17 But He knew their thoughts and said to them, “Any kingdom divided against itself is laid waste, and a house divided against itself falls. 18 But if Satan also is divided against himself, how will his kingdom stand? For you say that I cast out demons by Beelzebul. 19 And if I by Beelzebul cast out demons, by whom do your sons cast them out? For this reason, they will be your judges. 20 But if I cast out demons by the finger of God, then the kingdom of God has come upon you. 21 When a strong man, fully armed, guards his own house, his possessions are undisturbed. 22 But when someone stronger than he attacks him and overpowers him, he takes away from him all his armor on which he had relied and distributes his plunder. 23 He who is not with Me is against Me and he who does not gather with Me, scatters. 24 “When the unclean spirit goes out of a man, it passes through waterless places seeking rest, and not finding any, it says, ‘I will return to my house from which I came.’ 25 And when it comes, it finds it swept and put in order. 26 Then it goes and takes along seven other spirits more evil than itself, and they go in and live there, and the last state of that man becomes worse than the first.” 27 Now it happened that while Jesus was saying these things, one of the women in the crowd raised her voice and said to Him, “Blessed is the womb that bore You and the breasts at which You nursed.” 28 But He said, “On the contrary, blessed are those who hear the word of God and keep it.”

The Sign of Jonah

29 Now as the crowds were increasing, He began to say, “This generation is a wicked generation; it seeks a sign, and yet no sign will be given to it but the sign of Jonah. 30 For just as Jonah became a sign to the Ninevites, so will the Son of Man be to this generation. 31 The Queen of the South will rise up at the judgment with the men of this generation and condemn them, because she came from the ends of the earth to hear the wisdom of Solomon. And behold, something greater than Solomon is here. 32 The men of Nineveh will stand up at the judgment with this generation and condemn it, because they repented at the preaching of Jonah. And behold, something greater than Jonah is here. 33 “No one, after lighting a lamp, puts it away in a cellar nor under a basket, but on the lampstand, so that those who enter may see the light. 34 The eye is the lamp of your body; when your eye is clear, your whole body also is full of light, but when it is bad, your body also is full of darkness. 35 Therefore watch out that the light in you is not darkness. 36 If therefore your whole body is full of light, with no dark part in it, it will be wholly illumined, as when the lamp illumines you with its rays.”

Woes to the Pharisees and Lawyers

37 Now when He had spoken, a Pharisee *asked Him to have a meal with him. And He went in and reclined at the table. 38 But when the Pharisee saw it, he marveled that He had not first ceremonially washed before the meal. 39 But the Lord said to him, “Now you Pharisees clean the outside of the cup and of the platter, but inside of you, you are full of robbery and wickedness. 40 You foolish ones, did not He who made the outside make the inside also? 41 But give that which is within as charity, and then all things are clean for you. 42 “But woe to you Pharisees! For you pay tithe of mint and rue and every kind of garden herb, and yet disregard justice and the love of God, but these are the things you should have done without neglecting the others. 43 Woe to you Pharisees! For you love the best seat in the synagogues and the respectful greetings in the marketplaces. 44 Woe to you! For you are like concealed tombs, and the people who walk over them are unaware of it.” 45 Now one of the scholars of the Law answered and said to Him, “Teacher, when You say these things, You insult us too.” 46 But He said, “Woe to you scholars of the Law as well! For you weigh men down with burdens hard to bear, and you yourselves will not even touch the burdens with one of your fingers. 47 Woe to you! For you build the tombs of the prophets, but your fathers killed them. 48 So you are witnesses and approve the deeds of your fathers; because it was they who killed them, and you build their tombs. 49 For this reason also the wisdom of God said, ‘I will send to them prophets and apostles, and some of them they will kill and some they will persecute, 50 so that the blood of all the prophets, shed since the foundation of the world, may be charged against this generation, 51 from the blood of Abel to the blood of Zechariah, who was killed between the altar and the house of God; yes, I tell you, it shall be charged against this generation.’ 52 Woe to you, scholars of the Law! For you have taken away the key of knowledge; you yourselves did not enter, and you hindered those who were entering.” 53 And when He left there, the scribes and the Pharisees began to be very hostile and to question Him closely on many subjects, 54 plotting to catch Him in something He might say.

Psalm 41

O Yahweh, Be Gracious to Me

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.

How blessed is he who considers the poor;

Yahweh will provide him escape in a day of calamity.

Yahweh will keep him and keep him alive,

And he shall be blessed upon the earth;

And do not give him over to the desire of his enemies.

Yahweh will sustain him upon his sickbed;

In his illness, You restore him to health.

As for me, I said, “O Yahweh, be gracious to me;

Heal my soul, for I have sinned against You.”

My enemies speak evil against me,

“When will he die, and his name perish?”

And when he comes to see me, he speaks worthlessness;

His heart gathers wickedness to itself;

When he goes outside, he speaks it.

All who hate me whisper together against me;

Against me, they devise for me calamity, saying,

“A vile thing is poured out upon him,

That when he lies down, he will not rise up again.”

Even my close friend in whom I trusted,

Who ate my bread,

Has lifted up his heel against me.

But You, O Yahweh, be gracious to me and raise me up,

That I may repay them.

By this I know that You delight in me,

Because my enemy makes no shout in triumph over me.

As for me, You uphold me in my integrity,

And You make me stand firm in Your presence forever.

Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel,

From everlasting to everlasting.

Amen and Amen.