Have you ever found yourself reminiscing about better days, longing for the joys and blessings of the past?
In Job 29, we encounter Job’s poignant reflection on the prosperity and favor he once enjoyed.
Join us as we journey through this chapter and explore Job’s heartfelt recollection of better times and the lessons it offers us today.
Reconnect: In the preceding chapters of Job, we witnessed Job’s anguished lamentations and his contentious exchanges with his friends, who accuse him of wrongdoing. However, in Job 29, we encounter a shift in tone as Job reflects on the blessings and honor he once experienced.
(Summarized and continued after scripture)
Job’s Past Was Glorious
1And Job again took up his discourse and said,
2“Oh that I were as in months gone by,
As in the days when God watched over me;
3When His lamp shone over my head,
And by His light I walked through darkness;
4As I was in the prime of my days,
When the friendship of God was over my tent;
5When the Almighty was yet with me,
And my children were around me;
6When my steps were bathed in butter,
And the rock poured out for me streams of oil!
7“When I went out to the gate of the city,
When I took my seat in the square,
8The young men saw me and hid themselves,
And the old men arose and stood.
9“The princes stopped talking
And put their hands on their mouths;
10The voice of the nobles was hushed,
And their tongue stuck to their palate.
11“For when the ear heard, it called me blessed,
And when the eye saw, it gave witness of me,
12Because I delivered the poor who cried for help,
And the orphan who had no helper.
13“The blessing of the one ready to perish came upon me,
And I made the widow’s heart sing for joy.
14“I put on righteousness, and it clothed me;
My justice was like a robe and a turban.
15“I was eyes to the blind
And feet to the lame.
16“I was a father to the needy,
And I investigated the case which I did not know.
17“I broke the jaws of the wicked
And snatched the prey from his teeth.
18“Then I thought, ‘I shall die in my nest,
And I shall multiply my days as the sand.
19‘My root is spread out to the waters,
And dew lies all night on my branch.
20‘My glory is ever new with me,
And my bow is renewed in my hand.’
21“To me they listened and waited,
And kept silent for my counsel.
22“After my words they did not speak again,
And my speech dropped on them.
23“They waited for me as for the rain,
And opened their mouth as for the spring rain.
24“I smiled on them when they did not believe,
And the light of my face they did not cast down.
25“I chose a way for them and sat as chief,
And dwelt as a king among the troops,
As one who comforted the mourners.