19 My roots will reach to the water, and the dew will lie all night on my branches.
19 My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch.
19 my roots spread out to the waters, with the dew all night on my branches,
19 A life deep-rooted and well-watered, a life limber and dew-fresh,
19 My root is spread out to the waters, And the dew lies all night on my branch.
19 For I am like a tree whose roots reach the water, whose branches are refreshed with the dew.
Matthew Henry's Commentary on Job 29:19
Commentary on Job 29:18-25
(Read Job 29:18-25)
Being thus honoured and useful, Job had hoped to die in peace and honour, in a good old age. If such an expectation arise from lively faith in the providence and promise of God, it is well; but if from conceit of our own wisdom, and dependence on changeable, earthly things, it is ill grounded, and turns to sin. Every one that has the spirit of wisdom, has not the spirit of government; but Job had both. Yet he had the tenderness of a comforter. This he thought upon with pleasure, when he was himself a mourner. Our Lord Jesus is a King who hates iniquity, and upon whom the blessing of a world ready to perish comes. To Him let us give ear.