1 Moreover Job continued his parable, and said,

2 As God lives, who has taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who has vexed my soul;

3 All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;

4 My lips shall not speak wickedness, nor my tongue utter deceit.

5 God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will not remove my integrity from me.

6 My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.

7 Let my enemy be as the wicked, and he that rises up against me as the unrighteous.

8 For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he has gained, when God takes away his soul?

9 Will God hear his cry when trouble comes on him?

10 Will he delight himself in the Almighty? will he always call on God?

11 I will teach you by the hand of God: that which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.

12 Behold, all you yourselves have seen it; why then are you thus altogether vain?

13 This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the heritage of oppressors, which they shall receive of the Almighty.

14 If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword: and his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.

15 Those that remain of him shall be buried in death: and his widows shall not weep.

16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare raiment as the clay;

17 He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.

18 He builds his house as a moth, and as a booth that the keeper makes.

19 The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he opens his eyes, and he is not.

20 Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest steals him away in the night.

21 The east wind carries him away, and he departs: and as a storm hurles him out of his place.

22 For God shall cast on him, and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.

23 Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.

1 Moreover Job continued on with his discourse, and said:

2 As the Mighty God lives, who has taken away my justice, and the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter,

3 as long as my breath is in me, and the spirit of God in my nostrils,

4 my lips will not speak wickedness, nor my tongue utter deceit.

5 Far be it from me that I should say you are right. Until I die I will not put away my integrity from me.

6 I hold fast to my righteousness, and will not let it go; my heart does not reproach any of my days.

7 Let my enemy be like the wicked, and he who rises up against me like the unrighteous.

8 For what is the hope of the hypocrite when he is cut off, when God draws out his soul?

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

10 Will he delight in the Almighty? Will he always call upon God?

11 I will teach you about the hand of the Mighty God; that which is with the Almighty I will not hide.

12 Behold, all of you have seen it. Why then are you vain like a vapor?

13 This is the portion of a wicked man with the Mighty God, and the heritage of the ruthless, received from the Almighty:

14 If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword; and his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.

15 Those who survive him shall be buried in death, and their widows shall not weep,

16 though he heaps up silver like dust, and provides clothing like clay;

17 he may provide it, but the just shall wear it, and the innocent shall divide up the silver.

18 He builds his house like a moth, like a booth which a watchman makes.

19 The rich man shall lie down, but not be gathered up; he has opened his eyes, and is not.

20 Terrors overtake him like waters; a tempest steals him away in the night.

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

22 It casts him out without pity; he hastens to flee from its hand.

23 Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.