Job

¹ Then Job continued to lift up his discourse and said,

² And the Almighty, who has embittered my soul,

³ And the spirit from God is in my nostrils,

⁴ Nor will my tongue utter deceit.

⁵ Till I breathe my last I will not remove my integrity from me.

⁶ My heart does not reproach any of my days.

⁷ And the one who rises against me as the unjust.

⁸ When God requires his soul?

⁹ When distress comes upon him?

¹⁰ Will he call on God at all times?

¹¹ What is with the Almighty I will not conceal.

¹² Why then do you speak with utter vanity?

¹³ And the inheritance which the ruthless receive from the Almighty.

¹⁴ And his offspring will not be satisfied with bread.

¹⁵ And their widows will not be able to weep.

¹⁶ And prepares garments as plentiful as the clay,

¹⁷ And the innocent will divide the silver.

¹⁸ Or as a hut which the watchman has made.

¹⁹ He opens his eyes, and it is no longer.

²⁰ A tempest steals him away in the night.

²¹ And it whirls him away from his place.

²² He will surely try to flee from its power.

²³ And will hiss him from his place.