New King James Version (NKJV)
Job 27
17 He may pile it up, but the just will wear it, And the innocent will divide the silver.
18 He builds his house like a moth, Like a booth which a watchman makes.
19 The rich man will lie down, But not be gathered up; He opens his eyes, And he is no more.
20 Terrors overtake him like a flood; A tempest steals him away in the night.
21 The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; It sweeps him out of his place.
22 It hurls against him and does not spare; He flees desperately from its power.
23 Men shall clap their hands at him, And shall hiss him out of his place.
Job 28
1 "Surely there is a mine for silver, And a place where gold is refined.
2 Iron is taken from the earth, And copper is smelted from ore.
3 Man puts an end to darkness, And searches every recess For ore in the darkness and the shadow of death.
4 He breaks open a shaft away from people; In places forgotten by feet They hang far away from men; They swing to and fro.
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