Job 27

MLV(i) 1 And Job again took up his discourse and said, 2 As God lives, who has taken away my right and the Almighty, who has distressed my soul, 3 (For my life is yet whole in me. And the spirit of God is in my nostrils.) 4 surely my lips will not speak unrighteousness, nor will my tongue utter deceit.
5 Far be it from me that I should justify you*. Till I die I will not put away my integrity from me. 6 I hold fast my righteousness and will not let it go. My heart will not reproach me so long as I live.
7 Let my enemy be as the wicked and let he who rises up against me be as the unrighteous. 8 For what is the hope of the profane, though he gets him gain, when God takes away his soul? 9 Will God hear his cry when trouble comes upon him? 10 Will he delight himself in the Almighty and call upon God at all times?
11 I will teach you* concerning the hand of God. What is with the Almighty I will not conceal. 12 Behold, all you* yourselves have seen it. Why then have you* 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 sons be multiplied, it is for the sword. And his offspring will not be satisfied with bread.
15 Those who remain of him will be buried in death and his widows will make no lamentation.
16 Though he heaps up silver as the dust and prepares garments as the clay, 17 he may prepare it, but the just will put it on and the innocent will divide the silver. 18 He builds his house as the moth and as a booth which the keeper makes.
19 He lies down rich, but he will not be gathered to his fathers. He opens his eyes and he is not. 20 Terrors overtake him like waters. A tempest steals him away in the night. 21 The east wind carries him away and he departs and it whirlwinds him out of his place.
22 For God will hurl at him and not spare. He would gladly flee out of his hand. 23 Men will clap their hands at him and will hiss him out of his place.