Job 27
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Job 27
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And Job again took up his parable, and said, | And Job again took up the word and said, |
As God liveth, who hath taken away my right, And the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul: | By the life of God, who has taken away my right; and of the Ruler of all, who has made my soul bitter; |
(For my life is yet whole in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils); | (For all my breath is still in me, and the spirit of God is my life;) |
Surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness, Neither shall my tongue utter deceit. | Truly, there is no deceit in my lips, and my tongue does not say what is false. |
Far be it from me that I should justify you: Till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me. | Let it be far from me! I will certainly not say that you are right! I will come to death before I give up my righteousness. |
My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: My heart shall not reproach [me] so long as I live. | I will keep it safe, and will not let it go: my heart has nothing to say against any part of my life. |
Let mine enemy be as the wicked, And let him that riseth up against me be as the unrighteous. | Let my hater be like the evil man, and let him who comes against me be as the sinner. |
For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain, When God taketh away his soul? | For what is the hope of the sinner when he is cut off, when God takes back his soul? |
Will God hear his cry, When trouble cometh upon him? | Will his cry come to the ears of God when he is in trouble? |
Will he delight himself in the Almighty, And call upon God at all times? | Will he take delight in the Ruler of all, and make his prayer to God at all times? |
I will teach you concerning the hand of God; That which is with the Almighty will I not conceal. | I will give you teaching about the hand of God; I will not keep secret from you what is in the mind of the Ruler of all. |
Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; Why then are ye become altogether vain? | Truly, you have all seen it yourselves; why then have you become completely foolish? |
This is the portion of a wicked man with God, And the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty: | This is the punishment of the evil-doer from God, and the heritage given to the cruel by the Ruler of all. |
If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword; And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread. | If his children are increased, it is for the sword; and his offspring have not enough bread. |
Those that remain of him shall be buried in death, And his widows shall make no lamentation. | When those of his house who are still living come to their end by disease, they are not put into the earth, and their widows are not weeping for them. |
Though he heap up silver as the dust, And prepare raiment as the clay; | Though he may get silver together like dust, and make ready great stores of clothing; |
He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, And the innocent shall divide the silver. | He may get them ready, but the upright will put them on, and he who is free from sin will take the silver for a heritage. |
He buildeth his house as the moth, And as a booth which the keeper maketh. | His house has no more strength than a spider's thread, or a watchman's tent. |
He lieth down rich, but he shall not be gathered [to his fathers]; He openeth his eyes, and he is not. | He goes to rest full of wealth, but does so for the last time: on opening his eyes, he sees it there no longer. |
Terrors overtake him like waters; A tempest stealeth him away in the night. | Fears overtake him like rushing waters; in the night the storm-wind takes him away. |
The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth; And it sweepeth him out of his place. | The east wind takes him up and he is gone; he is forced violently out of his place. |
For [God] shall hurl at him, and not spare: He would fain flee out of his hand. | God sends his arrows against him without mercy; he goes in flight before his hand. |
Men shall clap their hands at him, And shall hiss him out of his place. | Men make signs of joy because of him, driving him from his place with sounds of hissing. |