Job 27

Job Continues His Final Speech

1 Then ^{▼▼Hebrew “And”} Job again took up his discourse and said,

2 “⌞As God lives⌟, ^{▼▼Literally “The life of God”} he has removed my justice,
and Shaddai has made my inner self ^{▼▼Or “soul”} bitter.
3 For ⌞as long as⌟ ^{▼▼Literally “all of still”} my breath is in me,
and the spirit of God is in my nose,
4 my lips surely will not speak falseness,
and my tongue surely will not utter deceit.
5 Far be it from me that ⌞I would say that you ^▼▼Plural are right⌟; ^{▼▼Literally “I would declare you as in the right”}
until I pass away, I will not put away from me my blamelessness.
6 I hold fast to my righteousness, and I will not let it go;
my heart will not blame any of my days.
7 “Let my enemy be like the wicked
and my opponent like the unrighteous,
8 for what is the hope of the godless when he cuts them off,
when God takes away his life?
9 Will God hear his cry of distress
when distress comes upon him?
10 Or, in Shaddai will he find delight?
Will he call upon God at all times?
11 “I will teach you ^▼▼Plural about ^{▼▼Or “concerning”} God’s hand;
I will not conceal that which is with Shaddai.
12 Look, you all have seen,
and ⌞why in the world⌟ ^{▼▼Literally “why this”} ⌞have you become altogether vain⌟? ^{▼▼Literally “vain you have become vain”}
13 “This is the portion of the wicked human being with God,
and they receive from Shaddai the inheritance of the ruthless.
14 If their children multiply, it is for the sword,
and his offspring ⌞do not have enough to eat⌟. ^{▼▼Literally “they are not satisfied with bread”}
15 Their ^{▼▼Hebrew “His”} survivors are buried through ^{▼▼Or “because of”} the plague,
and their ^{▼▼Hebrew “his”} widows do not weep.
16 If he heaps up silver like the dust
and fashions clothing like the clay,
17 he makes it ready, and the righteous will wear it,
and the innocent will divide the silver.
18 “He builds his house like the moth,
and like a booth that a watchman has made.
19 He goes to bed with wealth, but ^{▼▼Hebrew “and”} ⌞he will do so no more⌟; ^{▼▼Literally “he will not do again”}
he opens his eyes, and ⌞it is gone⌟. ^{▼▼Literally “it is not”}
20 Terrors overtake him like the water;
a storm wind carries him off in the night.
21 The east wind lifts him up, and he is gone,
and it sweeps him away from his place.
22 And it hurls at him, and it has no compassion;
he will quickly flee from its power.
23 It claps its hands over him,
and it hisses at him from its place.