ECB(i)
1 And Iyob adds to lift his proverb, and says,
2 El lives - who turns aside my judgment; and Shadday - who embitters my soul:
3 for all the while my breath is in me and the spirit of Elohah in my nostrils:
4 neither my lips word wickedness nor my tongue mutters deceit.
5 Far be it that I justify you; until I expire I turn not aside from my integrity.
6 I uphold my justness and slacken not; my heart reproaches me not all my days:
7 My enemy is as the wicked and he who rises against me as the wicked.
8 For what is the hope of the profaner, though he gains, when Elohah extracts his soul?
9 Hears El his cry when tribulation overcomes him?
10 Delights he in Shadday? Calls he on Elohah at all times?
11 I teach you by the hand of El; what is with Shadday I conceal not.
12 Behold, all you yourselves see; why then, in being vain, are you so vain?
13 This is the allotment of wicked humanity with El; and the inheritance of tyrants which they take of Shadday.
14 If his sons abound, it is for the sword; and his offspring satisfy not with bread:
15 his survivors entomb in death and his widows weep not:
16 though he heaps silver as the dust and prepares robes as the clay:
17 he prepares, and the just enrobe; and the innocent allot the silver:
18 he builds his house as a moth and as a sukkoth/brush arbor which the guardian works.
19 The rich lies down, and he is not gathered; he opens his eyes, and he is not:
20 terrors overtake him as waters; a hurricane steals him away in the night:
21 the easterly lifts him and he goes - whirls him from his place:
22 and casts on him and spares not; in fleeing, he flees from his hand.
23 They clap their palms at him and hiss him from his place.