Job Affirms His Integrity
And Job again took up his discourse and said:
As God lives, who has taken away my judgment — and the Almighty, who has embittered my soul —
as long as my breath is still in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils,
my lips will not speak injustice, and my tongue will not utter deceit.
Far be it from me that I should declare you right! Until I expire I will not put away my blamelessness from me.
I hold fast my righteousness and will not let it go; my heart does not reproach me for any of my days.
The Wicked Man’s Portion
Let my enemy be as the wicked, and the one who rises against me as the unjust.
For what is the hope of the godless when he is cut off, when God draws out his soul?
Will God hear his cry when distress comes upon him?
Will he take delight in the Almighty? Will he call on God at all times?
I will teach you concerning the hand of God; what is with the Almighty I will not conceal.
Look, all of you have seen it yourselves — so why then are you altogether empty with emptiness?
This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the inheritance the ruthless receive from the Almighty:
If his sons are many, it is for the sword; and his offspring will not have their fill of bread.
His survivors will be buried by the plague, and his widows will not weep.
Though he heaps up silver like dust, and prepares clothing like clay —
he prepares it, and the righteous will wear it; and the innocent will divide the silver.
He has built his house like a moth’s, and like a booth a watchman makes.
He lies down rich, and it is not gathered in; he opens his eyes, and it is not.
Terrors overtake him like waters; in the night a storm steals him away.
The east wind lifts him, and he goes; and it sweeps him from his place.
And it hurls at him and does not spare; he flees headlong from its hand.
It claps its hands at him, and hisses at him from its place.