JobChapter 27

1Job continued his discourse:

2“As surely as God lives, who has deprived me of justice—the Almighty, who has embittered my soul—

3as long as my breath is still within me and the breath of God remains in my nostrils,

4my lips will not speak wickedness, and my tongue will not utter deceit.

5I will never say that you are right; I will maintain my integrity until I die.

6I will cling to my righteousness and never let go. As long as I live, my conscience will not accuse me.

7May my enemy be like the wicked and my opponent like the unjust.

8For what is the hope of the godless when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?

9Will God hear his cry when distress comes upon him?

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

11I will instruct you in the power of God. I will not conceal the ways of the Almighty.

12Surely all of you have seen it for yourselves. Why then do you keep up this empty talk?

13This is the wicked man’s portion from God—the heritage the ruthless receive from the Almighty.

14Though his sons are many, they are destined for the sword; and his offspring will never have enough food.

15His survivors will be buried by the plague, and their widows will not weep for them.

16Though he heaps up silver like dust and piles up a wardrobe like clay,

17what he lays up, the righteous will wear, and his silver will be divided by the innocent.

18The house he built is like a moth’s cocoon, like a hut set up by a watchman.

19He lies down wealthy, but will do so no more; when he opens his eyes, all is gone.

20Terrors overtake him like a flood; a tempest sweeps him away in the night.

21The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.

22It hurls itself against him without mercy as he flees headlong from its power.

23It claps its hands at him and hisses him out of his place.