Job 32
1 So these three men ceased to respond to Job, because, he, was righteous in their eyes.
And these three men cease from answering Job, for he [is] righteous in his own eyes,
2 Then was kindled the anger of Elihu, son of Barachel the Buzite of the family of Ram, —against Job, was kindled his anger, because he justified his own soul rather than God;
and burn doth the anger of Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite, of the family of Ram; against Job hath his anger burned, because of his justifying himself more than God;
3 and, against his three friends, was kindled his anger, —because that they found not a response, and condemned God.
and against his three friends hath his anger burned, because that they have not found an answer, and condemn Job.
4 But, Elihu, had waited for Job with words, because the others were older than he.
And Elihu hath waited earnestly beside Job with words, for they are older than he in days.
5 Howbeit, when Elihu saw that there was no response in the mouth of the three men, then was kindled his anger.
And Elihu seeth that there is no answer in the mouth of the three men, and his anger burneth.
6 So then Elihu, son of Barachel, the Buzite, responded and said: —Young, am I, whereas, ye, are aged, For this cause, I faltered, and feared—to shew my knowledge unto you:
And Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite answereth and saith: — Young I [am] in days, and ye [are] age Therefore I have feared, And am afraid of shewing you my opinion.
7 I said, Days, should speak, —and, the multitude of years, should make known wisdom.
I said: Days do speak, And multitude of years teach wisdom.
8 Yet surely, there is a spirit in men, and, the inspiration of the Almighty, giveth them understanding;
Surely a spirit is in man, And the breath of the Mighty One Doth cause them to understand.
9 Great men, may not be wise, nor, elders, understand justice.
The multitude are not wise, Nor do the aged understand judgment.
10 Therefore, I said, Hearken unto me, I will show my knowledge—even I.
Therefore I have said: Hearken to me, I do shew my opinion — even I.
11 Lo! I waited for your words, I kept giving ear for your reasons, until ye should search out what to say;
Lo, I have waited for your words, I give ear unto your reasons, Till ye search out sayings.
12 Yea, unto you, gave I diligent heed, —But lo! there was, for Job, nothing to convince, nor could you of you answer his speeches.
And unto you I attend, And lo, there is no reasoner for Job, [Or] answerer of his sayings among you.
13 Lest ye should say, We have found out wisdom. GOD, must put him to flight, not man.
Lest ye say, We have found wisdom, God doth thrust him away, not man.
14 Since he directed not to me discourse, therefore, with your speeches, will I not reply to him.
And he hath not set in array words for me, And with your sayings I do not answer him.
15 They were dismayed, they responded no more, they suffered speech to forsake them;
(They have broken down, They have not answered again, They removed from themselves words.
16 Though I waited, yet could they not speak, Surely they came to a stand, they responded no more.
And I have waited, but they do not speak, For they have stood still, They have not answered any more.)
17 I will respond, even I—on my part, I will shew my knowledge, even I!
I answer, even I — my share, I shew my opinion — even I.
18 For I am full of discourse, The spirit in my bosom, presseth me on.
For I have been full of words, Distressed me hath the spirit of my breast,
19 Lo! my bosom, is like wine not opened, Like new wine-skins, it will burst.
Lo, my breast [is] as wine not opened, Like new bottles it is broken up.
20 I will speak, that I may freely breathe, I will open my lips and respond.
I speak, and there is refreshment to me, I open my lips and answer.
21 Let me be partial to no man, and, unto no son of earth, give flattering titles,
Let me not, I pray you, accept the face of any, Nor unto man give flattering titles,
22 Surely I know not how to give flattering titles, How soon might my Maker take me away!
For I have not known to give flattering titles, In a little doth my Maker take me away.
