Job 27

1And Job addeth to lift up his simile, and saith: --

1And Job again took up his parable, and said,

2God liveth! He turned aside my judgment, And the Mighty--He made my soul bitter.

2As God liveth, who hath taken away my right, And the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul

3For all the while my breath <FI>is<Fi> in me, And the spirit of God in my nostrils.

3(For my life is yet whole in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils);

4My lips do not speak perverseness, And my tongue doth not utter deceit.

4Surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness, Neither shall my tongue utter deceit.

5Pollution to me--if I justify you, Till I expire I turn not aside mine integrity from me.

5Far be it from me that I should justify you: Till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me.

6On my righteousness I have laid hold, And I do not let it go, My heart doth not reproach me while I live.

6My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: My heart shall not reproachmeso long as I live.

7As the wicked is my enemy, And my withstander as the perverse.

7Let mine enemy be as the wicked, And let him that riseth up against me be as the unrighteous.

8For what <FI>is<Fi> the hope of the profane, When He doth cut off? When God doth cast off his soul?

8For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain, When God taketh away his soul?

9His cry doth God hear, When distress cometh on him?

9Will God hear his cry, When trouble cometh upon him?

10On the Mighty doth he delight himself? Call God at all times?

10Will he delight himself in the Almighty, And call upon God at all times?

11I shew you by the hand of God, That which <FI>is<Fi> with the Mighty I hide not.

11I will teach you concerning the hand of God; That which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.

12Lo, ye--all of you--have seen, And why <FI>is<Fi> this--ye are altogether vain?

12Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; Why then are ye become altogether vain?

13This <FI>is<Fi> the portion of wicked man with God, And the inheritance of terrible ones From the Mighty they receive.

13This is the portion of a wicked man with God, And the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty:

14If his sons multiply--for them <FI>is<Fi> a sword. And his offspring <FI>are<Fi> not satisfied <FI>with<Fi> bread.

14If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword; And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.

15His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep.

15Those that remain of him shall be buried in death, And his widows shall make no lamentation.

16If he heap up as dust silver, And as clay prepare clothing,

16Though he heap up silver as the dust, And prepare raiment as the clay;

17He prepareth--and the righteous putteth <FI>it<Fi> on, And the silver the innocent doth apportion.

17He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, And the innocent shall divide the silver.

18He hath built as a moth his house, And as a booth a watchman hath made.

18He buildeth his house as the moth, And as a booth which the keeper maketh.

19Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not.

19He lieth down rich, but he shall not be gathered to his fathers; He openeth his eyes, and he is not.

20Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind.

20Terrors overtake him like waters; A tempest stealeth him away in the night.

21Take him up doth an east wind, and he goeth, And it frighteneth him from his place,

21The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth; And it sweepeth him out of his place.

22And it casteth at him, and doth not spare, From its hand he diligently fleeth.

22ForGodshall hurl at him, and not spare: He would fain flee out of his hand.

23It clappeth at him its hands, And it hisseth at him from his place.

23Men shall clap their hands at him, And shall hiss him out of his place.