There was a man named Job, living in the land of Uz, who worshiped God and was faithful to him. He was a good man, careful not to do anything evil.

But a bystander named Elihu could not control his anger any longer, because Job was justifying himself and blaming God. (Elihu was the son of Barakel, a descendant of Buz, and belonged to the clan of Ram.)

The servant, who was in charge of Abraham's property, took ten of his master's camels and went to the city where Nahor had lived in northern Mesopotamia.

Balaam uttered this prophecy: "Balak king of Moab has brought me From Syria, from the eastern mountains. 'Come speak for me,' he said. 'Put a curse on the people of Israel.'

You have rejected us, God, and defeated us; you have been angry with us---but now turn back to us.

You have made the land tremble, and you have cut it open; now heal its wounds, because it is falling apart.

You have warned those who have reverence for you, so that they might escape destruction.

From his sanctuary God has said, "In triumph I will divide Shechem and distribute Sukkoth Valley to my people.

But I will use Moab as my washbowl, and I will throw my sandals on Edom, as a sign that I own it. Did the Philistines think they would shout in triumph over me?"

Have you really rejected us? Aren't you going to march out with our armies?

With God on our side we will win; he will defeat our enemies.