Job 27
1 And Job addeth to lift up his simile, and saith: —
Moreover Job continued his discourse, and said:
2 God liveth! He turned aside my judgment, And the Mighty — He made my soul bitter.
As God liveth, who hath rejected my cause, And the Almighty, who hath afflicted my soul;
3 For all the while my breath [is] in me, And the spirit of God in my nostrils.
As long as my breath is in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils,
4 My lips do not speak perverseness, And my tongue doth not utter deceit.
Never shall my lips speak falsehood, Nor my tongue utter deceit.
5 Pollution to me — if I justify you, Till I expire I turn not aside mine integrity from me.
God forbid that I should acknowledge you to be just: To my last breath will I assert my integrity.
6 On my righteousness I have laid hold, And I do not let it go, My heart doth not reproach me while I live.
I will hold fast my innocence, and not let it go; My heart reproacheth me for no part of my life.
7 As the wicked is my enemy, And my withstander as the perverse.
May mine enemy be as the wicked, And he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous!
8 For what [is] the hope of the profane, When He doth cut off? When God doth cast off his soul?
For what is the hope of the wicked, when God cutteth off his web, And taketh away his life?
9 His cry doth God hear, When distress cometh on him?
Will he listen to his cry, When trouble cometh upon him?
10 On the Mighty doth he delight himself? Call God at all times?
Can he delight himself in the Almighty, And call at all times upon God?
11 I shew you by the hand of God, That which [is] with the Mighty I hide not.
I will teach you concerning the hand of God; That which is with the Almighty I will not conceal.
12 Lo, ye — all of you — have seen, And why [is] this — ye are altogether vain?
Behold, ye yourselves have all seen it; Why then do ye cherish such vain thoughts?
13 This [is] the portion of wicked man with God, And the inheritance of terrible ones From the Mighty they receive.
This is the portion of the wicked man from God, —The inheritance which oppressors receive from the Almighty.
14 If his sons multiply — for them [is] a sword. And his offspring [are] not satisfied [with] bread.
If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword; And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.
15 His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep.
Those of them that escape shall be buried by Death, And their widows shall not bewail them.
16 If he heap up as dust silver, And as clay prepare clothing,
Though he heap up silver as dust, And procure raiment as clay, —
17 He prepareth — and the righteous putteth [it] on, And the silver the innocent doth apportion.
He may procure, but the righteous shall wear it, And the innocent shall share the silver.
18 He hath built as a moth his house, And as a booth a watchman hath made.
He buildeth his house like the moth, Or like the shed which the watchman maketh.
19 Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not.
The rich man lieth down, and is not buried; In the twinkling of an eye he is no more.
20 Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind.
Terrors pursue him like a flood; A tempest stealeth him away in the night.
21 Take him up doth an east wind, and he goeth, And it frighteneth him from his place,
The east wind carrieth him away, and he perisheth; Yea, it sweepeth him away from his place.
22 And it casteth at him, and doth not spare, From its hand he diligently fleeth.
God sendeth his arrows at him, and doth not spare; He would fain escape from His hand.
23 It clappeth at him its hands, And it hisseth at him from his place.
Men clap their hands at him, And hiss him away from his place.
