1 Then Job again took up his discourse and said,
2 “O that I were as in the months before, as in the days when God watched over me,
3 when his shining lamp was over my head— by his light I walked through darkness—
4 as when I was in the days of my prime, when God’s confiding was over my house,
5 when Shaddaiwas still with me, my children were all around me,
6 when my paths were washed in sour milk, and the rock poured out streams of oil for me.