Job 27

₂As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment;

And the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul;

₃All the while my breath is in me,

And the spirit of God is in my nostrils;

₄My lips shall not speak wickedness,

Nor my tongue utter deceit.

₅God forbid that I should justify you:

Till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me.

₆My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go:

My heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.

₇Let mine enemy be as the wicked,

And he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous.

₈For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath gained,

When God taketh away his soul?

₉Will God hear his cry

When trouble cometh upon him?

₁₀Will he delight himself in the Almighty?

Will he always call upon God?

₁₁I will teach you by the hand of God:

That which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.

₁₂Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it;

Why then are ye thus altogether vain?

₁₃This is the portion of a wicked man with God,

And the heritage of oppressors, which they shall receive of the Almighty.

₁₄If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword:

And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.

₁₅Those that remain of him shall be buried in death:

And his widows shall not weep.

₁₆Though he heap up silver as the dust,

And prepare raiment as the clay;

₁₇He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on,

And the innocent shall divide the silver.

₁₈He buildeth his house as a moth,

And as a booth that the keeper maketh.

₁₉The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered:

He openeth his eyes, and he is not.

₂₀Terrors take hold on him as waters,

A tempest stealeth him away in the night.

₂₁The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth:

And as a storm hurleth him out of his place.

₂₂For God shall cast upon him, and not spare:

He would fain flee out of his hand.

₂₃Men shall clap their hands at him,

And shall hiss him out of his place.