Job 24

Why, seeing times are not hidden from the Almighty, do they that know him not see his days?

Why, when God sees all of time, do those who know Him never get to see His days of judgment?

Some remove the landmarks; they violently take away flocks, and feed thereof.

Some people move boundary stones to grab land; they seize flocks by force and graze them as their own.

They drive away the ass of the fatherless, they take the widow’s ox for a pledge.

They ruthlessly rob the orphan's donkey, heartlessly seizing the widow's only means of survival as collateral.

They turn the needy out of the way: the poor of the earth hide themselves together.

They push the vulnerable aside, forcing the impoverished to seek refuge in unity.

Behold, as wild asses in the desert, go they forth to their work; rising betimes for a prey: the wilderness yieldeth food for them and for their children.

Look, just like wild donkeys in the desert, they set out for their daily tasks, waking up early to hunt. The wilderness provides sustenance for them and their offspring.

They reap every one his corn in the field: and they gather the vintage of the wicked.

Each person harvests their own grain from the field, and they gather the grapes in the vineyards of the wicked.

They cause the naked to lodge without clothing, that they have no covering in the cold.

They force the vulnerable to sleep without warmth, leaving them exposed to the harsh cold.

They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for want of a shelter.

Drenched by mountain rains, they cling to the rocks, desperate for shelter.

They pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor.

They cruelly snatch the orphaned child from nurturing care, and exploit the impoverished, demanding a guarantee from those who have nothing.

They cause him to go naked without clothing, and they take away the sheaf from the hungry;

They strip him bare, leaving him without clothes, and snatch away the food from those starving.

Which make oil within their walls, and tread their winepresses, and suffer thirst.

They produce oil within their own boundaries, press their own grapes for wine, yet still endure the pangs of thirst.

Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God layeth not folly to them.

People in the city cry out in pain, and the injured souls scream for help. Yet God does not charge anyone with the wrong done.

They are of those that rebel against the light; they know not the ways thereof, nor abide in the paths thereof.

They resist the light, unfamiliar with its path, refusing to follow its course.

The murderer rising with the light killeth the poor and needy, and in the night is as a thief.

As dawn breaks, the killer ruthlessly preys on the helpless and poor, and under the cloak of night, he becomes a stealthy thief.

The eye also of the adulterer waiteth for the twilight, saying, No eye shall see me: and disguiseth his face.

The unfaithful person eagerly awaits the cover of darkness, thinking, "No one will see me," and hides their true identity.

In the dark they dig through houses, which they had marked for themselves in the daytime: they know not the light.

In their darkness, they secretly invade homes they've targeted during daylight, oblivious to the illuminating truth.

For the morning is to them even as the shadow of death: if one know them, they are in the terrors of the shadow of death.

To them, dawn feels like the chilling grasp of death; if you understand them, you'd know they live in constant fear of death's dark shadow.

He is swift as the waters; their portion is cursed in the earth: he beholdeth not the way of the vineyards.

He moves as quickly as a flowing river; their share of the land is cursed. He never again takes the road to the vineyards.

Drought and heat consume the snow waters: so doth the grave those which have sinned.

Just as dryness and warmth evaporate the snow, so does the grave take away those who have done wrong.

The womb shall forget him; the worm shall feed sweetly on him; he shall be no more remembered; and wickedness shall be broken as a tree.

His existence will be forgotten, even by the womb that bore him. The worms will feast on him with delight. His memory will fade away, and his evil deeds will shatter like a fallen tree.

He evil entreateth the barren that beareth not: and doeth not good to the widow.

He cruelly mistreats the childless woman and shows no kindness to the widow.

He draweth also the mighty with his power: he riseth up, and no man is sure of life.

With His strength, He commands the powerful. He stands tall, and no one's life is guaranteed.

Though it be given him to be in safety, whereon he resteth; yet his eyes are upon their ways.

God may let them feel safe and comfortable, yet His eyes remain on their ways, always watching their actions.

They are exalted for a little while, but are gone and brought low; they are taken out of the way as all other, and cut off as the tops of the ears of corn.

They may rise briefly, but soon they fall; just like everyone else, they're removed from their path and cut down like the highest stalks of corn.

And if it be not so now, who will make me a liar, and make my speech nothing worth?

If this isn't the truth, then who will prove me wrong and render my words meaningless?