1 وعاد ايوب ينطق بمثله فقال2 حيّ هو الله الذي نزع حقي والقدير الذي امرّ نفسي3 انه ما دامت نسمتي فيّ ونفخة الله في انفي4 لن تتكلم شفتاي اثما ولا يلفظ لساني بغش.5 حاشا لي ان ابرركم. حتى اسلم الروح لا اعزل كمالي عني.6 تمسكت ببري ولا ارخيه. قلبي لا يعير يوما من ايامي.7 ليكن عدوي كالشرير ومعاندي كفاعل الشر.8 لانه ما هو رجاء الفاجر عندما يقطعه عندما يسلب الله نفسه.9 أفيسمع الله صراخه اذا جاء عليه ضيق.10 ام يتلذذ بالقدير. هل يدعو الله في كل حين11 اني اعلمكم بيد الله. لا اكتم ما هو عند القدير.12 ها انتم كلكم قد رأيتم فلماذا تتبطلون تبطلا قائلين13 هذا نصيب الانسان الشرير من عند الله وميراث العتاة الذي ينالونه من القدير.14 ان كثر بنوه فللسيف وذريته لا تشبع خبزا.15 بقيته تدفن بالموتان وارامله لا تبكي.16 ان كنز فضة كالتراب واعدّ ملابس كالطين17 فهو يعدّ والبار يلبسه والبري يقسم الفضة.18 يبني بيته كالعث او كمظله صنعها الناطور.19 يضطجع غنيا ولكنه لا يضم. يفتح عينيه ولا يكون.20 الاهوال تدركه كالمياه. ليلا تختطفه الزوبعة21 تحمله الشرقية فيذهب وتجرفه من مكانه.22 يلقي الله عليه ولا يشفق. من يده يهرب هربا.23 يصفقون عليه بايديهم ويصفرون عليه من مكانه

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.