Wherefore Do the Wicked Live? — Job 21:1–10

Then Job answered and said,

Hear diligently my speech;
And let this be your consolations.

Suffer me, and I also will speak;
And after that I have spoken, mock on.

As for me, is my complaint to man?
And why should I not be impatient?

Mark me, and be astonished,
And lay your hand upon your mouth.

Even when I remember I am troubled,
And horror taketh hold on my flesh.

Wherefore do the wicked live,
Become old, yea, wax mighty in power?

Their seed is established with them in their sight,
And their offspring before their eyes.

Their houses are safe from fear,
Neither is the rod of God upon them.

Their bull gendereth, and faileth not;
Their cow calveth, and casteth not her calf.