He who does great things past finding out, and wonders without number.

Behold, he shall pass before me, and I shall not see him; and he shall pass on, and I shall not understand him.

Behold, he shall take away, who can cause him to restore? Who shall say unto him, What doest thou?

Who even though I am righteous, yet I would not answer, but I would make supplication to my judge.

God will not withdraw his anger, and under him those who help, unto pride are bent over.

For he has broken me with a tempest and has multiplied my wounds without cause.

If I justify myself, my own mouth shall condemn me: if I say, I am perfect, he shall prove me perverse.

Who if I were to invoke him, and he answered me; yet I would not believe that he had hearkened unto my voice.

How much less shall I answer him and choose out my words to reason with him?

If we were to speak of his strength, he is certainly strong; and if of his judgment, who shall cause us to meet?

If I say I am imperfect, I know not my soul; I would condemn my life.

Now my days are swifter than a post; they fled away, they never saw good.

He will not suffer me to take my breath but has filled me with bitterness.

I know it is so of a truth, but how shall a man be justified with God?

Then Job answered and said,

Who removes the earth out of her place and causes her pillars to tremble.

The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; he covers the faces of its judges; if it is not he who does this then, who is it and where is he?

Who commands the sun, and it rises not; and seals up the stars.

He is wise in heart and mighty in strength; who has hardened himself against him and remained in peace?

Who uproots the mountains in his anger, and they know not who overturned them.

One thing remains, that I say, He consumes the perfect and the wicked.

If it is the scourge, it slays suddenly, and it does not laugh at the trial of the innocent.

They are passed away as the ships of Ebeh as the eagle that throws himself on the prey.

If he desires to contend with him, he will not be able to answer him one thing of a thousand.

If I wash myself with snow water and make my hands never so clean;

I am afraid of all my troubles; I know that thou wilt not hold me guiltless.

If I am wicked, why then shall I toil in vain?

If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness and comfort myself;

He alone extends the heavens and walks upon the waves of the sea.

Neither is there any arbiter between us, that might lay his hand upon us both.

He who made Arcturus, Orion, and Pleiades, and the secret places of the south.

For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, and we should come together unto judgment.

Let him take his tormentor away from me, and his terror will not perturb me.

yet thou shalt plunge me into the pit, and my own clothes shall abhor me.

Then I would speak and not fear him, because in this state I am not myself.