| 1. | And Job answereth and saith: -- |
| 2. | Truly I have known that `it is' so, And what -- is man righteous with God? |
| 3. | If he delight to strive with Him -- He doth not answer him one of a thousand. |
| 4. | Wise in heart and strong in power -- Who hath hardened toward Him and is at peace? |
| 5. | Who is removing mountains, And they have not known, Who hath overturned them in His anger. |
| 6. | Who is shaking earth from its place, And its pillars move themselves. |
| 7. | Who is speaking to the sun, and it riseth not, And the stars He sealeth up. |
| 8. | Stretching out the heavens by Himself, And treading on the heights of the sea, |
| 9. | Making Osh, Kesil, and Kimah, And the inner chambers of the south. |
| 10. | Doing great things till there is no searching, And wonderful, till there is no numbering. |
| 11. | Lo, He goeth over by me, and I see not, And He passeth on, and I attend not to it. |
| 12. | Lo, He snatches away, who bringeth it back? Who saith unto Him, `What dost Thou?' |
| 13. | God doth not turn back His anger, Under Him bowed have proud helpers. |
| 14. | How much less do I -- I answer Him? Choose out my words with Him? |
| 15. | Whom, though I were righteous, I answer not, For my judgment I make supplication. |
| 16. | Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear `to' my voice. |
| 17. | Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought. |
| 18. | He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things. |
| 19. | If of power, lo, the Strong One; And if of judgment -- who doth convene me? |
| 20. | If I be righteous, Mine mouth doth declare me wicked, Perfect I am! -- it declareth me perverse. |
| 21. | Perfect I am! -- I know not my soul, I despise my life. |
| 22. | It is the same thing, therefore I said, `The perfect and the wicked He is consuming.' |
| 23. | If a scourge doth put to death suddenly, At the trial of the innocent He laugheth. |
| 24. | Earth hath been given Into the hand of the wicked one. The face of its judges he covereth, If not -- where, who `is' he? |
| 25. | My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good, |
| 26. | They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food. |
| 27. | Though I say, `I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!' |
| 28. | I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me. |
| 29. | I -- I am become wicked; why `is' this? `In' vain I labour. |
| 30. | If I have washed myself with snow-water, And purified with soap my hands, |
| 31. | Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me. |
| 32. | But if a man like myself -- I answer him, We come together into judgment. |
| 33. | If there were between us an umpire, He doth place his hand on us both. |
| 34. | He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid, |
| 35. | I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself. |