Job 27
27
1 JOB AGAIN took up his discourse and said,
2 As God lives, Who has taken away my right and denied me justice, and the Almighty, Who has vexed and embittered my life,
3 As long as my life is still whole within me, and the breath of God is [yet] in my nostrils,
4 My lips shall not speak untruth, nor shall my tongue utter deceit.
5 God forbid that I should justify you–saying you are right [in your accusations against me]; till I die, I will not put away my integrity from me.
6 My uprightness and my right standing with God I hold fast and will not let them go; my heart does not reproach me for any of my days and it shall not reproach me as long as I live.
7 Let my enemy be as the wicked, and let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous.
8 For what is the hope of the godless and polluted, even though he has gained [in this world], when God cuts him off and takes away his life?
9 Will God hear his cry when trouble comes upon him?
10 Will he take delight in the Almighty? Will he call upon God at all times?
11 I will teach you regarding the hand and handiwork of God; that which is with the Almighty [God's actual treatment of the wicked man] will I not conceal.
12 Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; why then have you become altogether vain [cherishing foolish notions]?
13 This [which I am about to tell] is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the heritage which oppressors shall receive from the Almighty:
14 If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword; and his offspring will not have sufficient bread.
15 Those who survive him, [the pestilence] will bury, and [their] widows will make no lamentation.
16 Though he heaps up silver like dust and piles up clothing like clay,
17 He may prepare it, but the just will wear it, and the innocent will divide the silver.
18 He builds his house like a moth or a spider, like a booth which a watchman makes [to last for a season].
19 [The wicked] will lie down rich, but does it not again; he opens his eyes, and [his wealth] is gone.
20 Terrors overtake him like a [suddenly loosened] flood; a windstorm steals him away in the night.
21 The east wind lifts him up, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.
22 For [God and the storm] hurl at him without pity and unsparingly [their thunderbolts of wrath]; he flees in haste before His power.
23 [God causes] men to clap their hands at him [in malignant joy] and hiss him out of his place.
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Job 27
27
What Hope has the Godless?
1And Job took up his discourse again, saying:
2“As God lives, who has deprived me of justice, Shaddai who has made my soul bitter,
3as long as my breath is still in me, the Ruach of God in my nostrils,
4my lips will speak no injustice, nor will my tongue mutter deceit.
5Far be it from me to say that you are just; until I die, I will not set aside my integrity!
6I will maintain my righteousness, and not let it go; my conscience will not reproach me for any of my days.
7“May my enemy be like the wicked my enemy like the unrighteous.
8For what hope has the godless, when he is cut off, when God takes his soul?
9Will God hear his cry when trouble comes upon him?
10Will he delight in Shaddai? Will he call upon God at all times?
11I will teach you about the hand of God; I will not conceal the ways of Shaddai.
12Look, you have all seen this yourselves. Why then this meaningless talk?
13“This is the portion of a wicked man with God, the inheritance that ruthless men receive from Shaddai.
14If his children increase— it is for the sword. His offspring will never have enough to eat.
15Those who survive him will be buried by the plague, and their widows will not weep.
16Though he piles up silver like dust, and clothing like heaps of mortar,
17what he lays up, the righteous will wear, and the upright will divide the silver.
18The house he built is like a moth’s cocoon, like a hut made for a watchman.
19“He lies down wealthy, but will gather no more. When he opens his eyes, all is gone!
20Terrors overtake him like a flood; a storm sweeps him away at night.
21The east wind picks him up and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.
22It hurls itself at him without pity as he flees headlong from its hand.
23It claps its hands at him in derision, and hisses him out of his place.”
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