Job 20
19 Ref For he oppressed -- he forsook the poor, A house he hath taken violently away, And he doth not build it.
20 Ref For he hath not known ease in his belly. With his desirable thing he delivereth not himself.
21 Ref There is not a remnant to his food, Therefore his good doth not stay.
22 Ref In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him.
23 Ref It cometh to pass, at the filling of his belly, He sendeth forth against him The fierceness of His anger, Yea, He raineth on him in his eating.
24 Ref He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass.
25 Ref One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him `are' terrors.
26 Ref All darkness is hid for his treasures, Consume him doth a fire not blown, Broken is the remnant in his tent.
27 Ref Reveal do the heavens his iniquity, And earth is raising itself against him.