Job 32

1 So these three men ceased to answer Job, because he [was] righteous in his own eyes.

2 Then was kindled the wrath of Elihu the son of Barachel the Buzite, of the kindred of Ram: against Job was his wrath kindled, because he justified himself rather than God.

3 Also against his three friends was his wrath kindled, because they had found no answer, and [yet] had condemned Job.

4 Now Elihu had waited till Job had spoken because they [were] older than he.

5 When Elihu saw that [there was] no answer in the mouth of [these] three men, then his wrath was kindled.

6 And Elihu the son of Barachel the Buzite answered and said, I [am] young, and ye [are] very old; wherefore I was afraid, and durst not show you my opinion.

7 I said, Days should speak, and multitude of years should teach wisdom.

8 But [there is] a spirit in man: and the inspiration of the Almighty giveth them understanding.

9 Great men are not [always] wise: neither do the aged understand judgment.

10 Therefore I said, Hearken to me; I also will show my opinion.

11 Behold, I waited for your words; I gave ear to your reasons, whilst ye searched out what to say.

12 Yes, I attended to you, and behold, [there was] none of you that convinced Job, [or] that answered his words:

13 Lest ye should say, We have found out wisdom: God thrusteth him down, not man.

14 Now he hath not directed [his] words against me: neither will I answer him with your speeches.

15 They were amazed, they answered no more: they left off speaking.

16 When I had waited, (for they spoke not, but stood still, [and] answered no more; )

17 [I said], I will answer also my part, I also will show my opinion.

18 For I am full of matter, the spirit within me constraineth me.

19 Behold, my belly [is] as wine [which] hath no vent; it is ready to burst like new bottles.

20 I will speak, that I may be refreshed: I will open my lips and answer.

21 Let me not, I pray you, accept any man's person, neither let me give flattering titles to man.

22 For I know not to give flattering titles; [in so doing], my Maker would soon take me away.