Job 27

JPS_ASV_Byz^{(i) 1} And Job again took up his parable, and said: ² As God liveth, who hath taken away my right; and the Almighty, who hath dealt bitterly with me; ³ All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils, ⁴ Surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness, neither shall my tongue utter deceit; ⁵ Far be it from me that I should justify you; till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me. ⁶ My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go; my heart shall not reproach me so long as I live. ⁷ Let mine enemy be as the wicked, and let him that riseth up against me be as the unrighteous. ⁸ For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain, when God taketh away his soul? ⁹ Will God hear his cry, when trouble cometh upon him? ¹⁰ Will he have his delight in the Almighty, and call upon God at all times? ¹¹ I will teach you concerning the hand of God; that which is with the Almighty will I not conceal. ¹² Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; why then are ye become altogether vain? ¹³ This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty. ¹⁴ If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword; and his offspring shall not have bread enough. ¹⁵ Those that remain of him shall be buried by pestilence, and his widows shall make no lamentation. ¹⁶ Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare raiment as the clay; ¹⁷ He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver. ¹⁸ He buildeth his house as a moth, and as a booth which the keeper maketh. ¹⁹ He lieth down rich, but there shall be not to gather; he openeth his eyes, and his wealth is not. ²⁰ Terrors overtake him like waters; a tempest stealeth him away in the night. ²¹ The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth; and it sweepeth him out of his place. ²² Yea, it hurleth at him, and spareth not; he would fain flee from its power. ²³ Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.