Today's Readings 
Job 27 : 16 - 20
| 16 | Though he heaps up silver like dust, And piles up clothing like clay-- |
| 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. |
Job 28 : 1 - 2
| 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. |