But who can withhold himself from speaking? 004:003 Behold, you have instructed many, you have strengthened the weak hands. 004:004 Your words have supported him who was falling, You have made firm the feeble knees. 004:005 But now it is come to you, and you faint. It touches you, and you are troubled. 004:006 Isn't your piety your confidence? Isn't the integrity of your ways your hope? 004:007 "Remember, now, whoever perished, being innocent? Or where were the upright cut off? 004:008 According to what I have seen, those who plow iniquity, and sow trouble, reap the same. 004:009 By the breath of God they perish. By the blast of his anger are they consumed. 004:010 The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, the teeth of the young lions, are broken. 004:011 The old lion perishes for lack of prey. The cubs of the lioness are scattered abroad. 004:012 "Now a thing was secretly brought to me. My ear received a whisper of it. 004:013 In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, 004:014 fear came on me, and trembling, which made all my bones shake. 004:015 Then a spirit passed before my face. The hair of my flesh stood up. 004:016 It stood still, but I couldn't discern its appearance. A form was before my eyes. Silence, then I heard a voice, saying, 004:017 'Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker? 004:018 Behold, he puts no trust in his servants. He charges his angels with error. 004:019 How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth! 004:020 Between morning and evening they are destroyed. They perish forever without any regarding it. 004:021 Isn't their tent cord plucked up within them? They die, and that without wisdom.' 005:001 "Call now; is there any who will answer you? To which of the holy ones will you turn? 005:002 For resentment kills the foolish man, and jealousy kills the simple. 005:003 I have seen the foolish taking root, but suddenly I cursed his habitation. 005:004 His children are far from safety. They are crushed in the gate. Neither is there any to deliver them, 005:005 whose harvest the hungry eats up, and take it even out of the thorns. The snare gapes for their substance. 005:006 For affliction doesn't come forth from the dust, neither does trouble spring out of the ground; 005:007 but man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward. 005:008 "But as for me, I would seek God. I would commit my cause to God, 005:009 who does great things that can't be fathomed, marvelous things without number; 005:010 who gives rain on the earth, and sends waters on the fields; 005:011 so that he sets up on high those who are low, those who mourn are exalted to safety.