Job 8:16 Cross References - YLT

¹⁶ Green he is before the sun, And over his garden his branch goeth out.

³ I—I have seen the perverse taking root, And I mark his habitation straightway,

⁷ Wherefore do the wicked live? They have become old, Yea, they have been mighty in wealth. ⁸ Their seed is established, Before their face with them, And their offspring before their eyes. ⁹ Their houses are peace without fear, Nor is a rod of God upon them. ¹⁰ His bullock hath eaten corn, and doth not loath. His cow bringeth forth safely, And doth not miscarry. ¹¹ They send forth as a flock their sucklings, And their children skip, ¹² They lift themselves up at timbrel and harp, And rejoice at the sound of an organ. ¹³ They wear out in good their days, And in a moment to Sheol go down. ¹⁴ And they say to God, `Turn aside from us, And the knowledge of Thy ways We have not desired. ¹⁵ What is the Mighty One that we serve Him? And what do we profit when we meet with Him?'

³⁵ I have seen the wicked terrible, And spreading as a green native plant, ³⁶ And he passeth away, and lo, he is not, And I seek him, and he is not found!

³ The peace of the wicked I see, That there are no bands at their death, ⁴ And their might is firm. ⁵ In the misery of mortals they are not, And with common men they are not plagued. ⁶ Therefore hath pride encircled them, Violence covereth them as a dress. ⁷ Their eye hath come out from fat. The imaginations of the heart transgressed; ⁸ They do corruptly, And they speak in the wickedness of oppression, From on high they speak. ⁹ They have set in the heavens their mouth, And their tongue walketh in the earth. ¹⁰ Therefore do His people return hither, And waters of fulness are wrung out to them. ¹¹ And they have said, `How hath God known? And is there knowledge in the Most High?' ¹² Lo, these are the wicked and easy ones of the age, They have increased strength.

¹¹ It sendeth forth its branches unto the sea, And unto the river its sucklings.

¹⁶ `An olive, green, fair, of goodly fruit,' Hath Jehovah called thy name, At the noise of a great tumult He hath kindled fire against it, And broken have been its thin branches.