Job 27
1 Job again took up his parable, and said,
| וַיֹּסֶף אִיּוֹב שְׂאֵת מְשָׁלוֹ וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ |
2 "As God lives, who has taken away my right, Shaddai, who has made my soul bitter.
| חַי־אֵל הֵסִיר מִשְׁפָּטִי וְשַׁדַּי הֵמַר נַפְשִֽׁי׃ |
3 (For the length of my life is still in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils);
| כִּי־כׇל־עוֹד נִשְׁמָתִי בִי וְרוּחַ אֱלוֹהַּ בְּאַפִּֽי׃ |
4 surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness, neither shall my tongue utter deceit.
| אִם־תְּדַבֵּרְנָה שְׂפָתַי עַוְלָה וּלְשׁוֹנִי אִם־יֶהְגֶּה רְמִיָּֽה׃ |
5 Far be it from me that I should justify you. Until I die I will not put away my integrity from me.
| חָלִילָה לִּי אִם־אַצְדִּיק אֶתְכֶם עַד־אֶגְוָע לֹֽא־אָסִיר תֻּמָּתִי מִמֶּֽנִּי׃ |
6 I hold fast to my righteousness, and will not let it go. My conscience will not accuse me as long as I live.
| בְּצִדְקָתִי הֶחֱזַקְתִּי וְלֹא אַרְפֶּהָ לֹא־יֶחֱרַף לְבָבִי מִיָּמָֽי׃ |
7 "Let my enemy be as the wicked. Let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous.
| יְהִי כְרָשָׁע אֹיְבִי וּמִתְקוֹמְמִי כְעַוָּֽל׃ |
8 For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?
| כִּי מַה־תִּקְוַת חָנֵף כִּי יִבְצָע כִּי יֵשֶׁל אֱלוֹהַּ נַפְשֽׁוֹ׃ |
9 Will God hear his cry when trouble comes on him?
| הֲֽצַעֲקָתוֹ יִשְׁמַע ׀ אֵל כִּֽי־תָבוֹא עָלָיו צָרָֽה׃ |
10 Will he delight himself in Shaddai, and call on God at all times?
| אִם־עַל־שַׁדַּי יִתְעַנָּג יִקְרָא אֱלוֹהַּ בְּכׇל־עֵֽת׃ |
11 I will teach you about the hand of God. That which is with Shaddai will I not conceal.
| אוֹרֶה אֶתְכֶם בְּיַד־אֵל אֲשֶׁר עִם־שַׁדַּי לֹא אֲכַחֵֽד׃ |
12 Look, all of you have seen it yourselves; why then have you become altogether vain?
| הֵן־אַתֶּם כֻּלְּכֶם חֲזִיתֶם וְלָמָּה־זֶּה הֶבֶל תֶּהְבָּֽלוּ׃ |
13 "This is the portion of a wicked man with God, the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from Shaddai.
| זֶה ׀ חֵלֶק־אָדָם רָשָׁע ׀ עִם־אֵל וְֽנַחֲלַת עָרִיצִים מִשַּׁדַּי יִקָּֽחוּ׃ |
14 If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword. His offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.
| אִם־יִרְבּוּ בָנָיו לְמוֹ־חָרֶב וְצֶאֱצָאָיו לֹא יִשְׂבְּעוּ־לָֽחֶם׃ |
15 Those who remain of him shall be buried in death. His widows shall make no lamentation.
| שְׂרִידָו בַּמָּוֶת יִקָּבֵרוּ וְאַלְמְנֹתָיו לֹא תִבְכֶּֽינָה׃ |
16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare clothing as the clay;
| אִם־יִצְבֹּר כֶּעָפָר כָּסֶף וְכַחֹמֶר יָכִין מַלְבּֽוּשׁ׃ |
17 he may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.
| יָכִין וְצַדִּיק יִלְבָּשׁ וְכֶסֶף נָקִי יַחֲלֹֽק׃ |
18 He builds his house as the moth, as a booth which the watchman makes.
| בָּנָה כָעָשׁ בֵּיתוֹ וּכְסֻכָּה עָשָׂה נֹצֵֽר׃ |
19 He lies down rich, but he shall not do so again. He opens his eyes, and it is gone.
| עָשִׁיר יִשְׁכַּב וְלֹא יֵאָסֵף עֵינָיו פָּקַח וְאֵינֶֽנּוּ׃ |
20 Terrors overtake him like waters. A storm steals him away in the night.
| תַּשִּׂיגֵהוּ כַמַּיִם בַּלָּהוֹת לַיְלָה גְּנָבַתּוּ סוּפָֽה׃ |
21 The east wind carries him away, and he departs. It sweeps him out of his place.
| יִשָּׂאֵהוּ קָדִים וְיֵלַךְ וִישָׂעֲרֵהוּ מִמְּקֹמֽוֹ׃ |
22 For it hurls at him, and does not spare, as he flees away from his hand.
| וְיַשְׁלֵךְ עָלָיו וְלֹא יַחְמֹל מִיָּדוֹ בָּרוֹחַ יִבְרָֽח׃ |
23 Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.
| יִשְׂפֹּק עָלֵימוֹ כַפֵּימוֹ וְיִשְׁרֹק עָלָיו מִמְּקֹמֽוֹ׃ |
