1 Job again took up his parable, and said,
2 "Oh that I were as in the months of old, As in the days when God watched over me;
3 When his lamp shone on my head, And by his light I walked through darkness;
4 As I was in the ripeness of my days, When the friendship of God was in my tent;
5 When the Almighty was yet with me, And my children were around me;
6 When my steps were washed with butter, And the rock poured out streams of oil for me!
7 When I went forth to the city gate, When I prepared my seat in the street,
