Job 27

CLV^{(i) 1} Then Job continued to lift up his discourse and said: ² As El lives, Who has taken away judgment for me, He Who Suffices, Who has brought bitterness on my soul, ³ As long as my breath is yet whole within me And the spirit of Eloah is in my nostrils, ⁴ My lips shall assuredly not speak iniquity, And my tongue, it shall assuredly not soliloquize deceit. ⁵ Far be it from me should I ever justify you; Until I expire, I shall not put away my integrity from me. ⁶ I will hold fast to my righteousness, and I shall not relax; My heart shall never reproach me throughout my days. ⁷ May my enemy become like the wicked, And the one rising against me like the iniquitous. ⁸ For what expectation can the polluted have when he is clipped off, When Eloah eases away his soul? ⁹ Shall El hearken to his cry When distress comes upon him? ¹⁰ Would he find pleasure in Him Who Suffices? Would he call to Eloah on every occasion? ¹¹ I shall direct back to you these matters about the hand of El; What is concerning Him Who Suffices I shall not suppress. ¹² Behold, all of you have perceived this yourselves, Then why are you vain with this vanity? ¹³ This is the portion of a wicked person from El And the allotment terrifiers procure from Him Who Suffices. ¹⁴ However many are his sons, for them is the sword, And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread. ¹⁵ With the death plague they shall entomb his survivors, And his widows shall not lament. ¹⁶ If he piles up silver like soil And makes ready clothing like clay, ¹⁷ He shall make it ready, yet the righteous one shall put it on, And the innocent one shall apportion the silver. ¹⁸ He builds his house like a moth's cocoon, And like a booth that a field-keeper makes. ¹⁹ He shall lie down rich, yet he may not do so again; When he uncloses his eyes it shall not be there. ²⁰ Decadent things shall overtake him by day; A whirlwind shall steal him away at night. ²¹ The east wind shall carry him off so that he is gone, And it shall toss him away in a tempest from his place. ²² One shall fling stones against him and not spare As he runs away, yea away from his hand. ²³ One shall slap his palms at him And hiss him away from his place.