I’m the youngest here, so I waited while the older men talked. I figured age should do the talking. But they’ve run out of answers, and literally not one of them has proved Job wrong.
Elihu son of Barachel
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I waited my turn. It’s my turn.
A Buzite, from the family of Ram. I was the youngest one there, so I kept quiet while the older men talked. Then they ran out of answers, and I couldn’t hold it in any more.
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I’m about to burst. I’m so full of words. Like new wine sealed in with nowhere to go, about to split a new wineskin.
God speaks one way, then another, and nobody notices. In a dream. In a vision at night, when deep sleep falls on people.
Nobody asks: where is God my Maker, who gives songs in the night?
My heart’s pounding. Listen to the thunder of his voice. Stop and think about the wonders of God, Job.