1 And Iyoḇ again took up his discourse, and said,
2 “Oh, that I were as in months past, as in the days when Eloah protected me;
3 when His lamp shone on my head, when I walked in the dark by His light;
4 as I was in the days of my autumn, when the intimacy of Eloah was on my tent;
5 when the Almighty was still with me, when my children were around me;
6 when my steps were bathed with cream, and the rock poured out rivers of oil for me.
7 When I went out to the gate by the city, to take my seat in the open square,