What I have seen is that those by whom trouble has been ploughed, and evil planted, get the same for themselves.

When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.

Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?

If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?

If he puts out his hand to take, by whom may it be turned back? who may say to him, What are you doing?

If it is a question of strength, he says, Here I am! and if it is a question of a cause at law, he says, Who will give me a fixed day?

Though I was in the right, he would say that I was in the wrong; I have done no evil; but he says that I am a sinner.

I go in fear of all my pains; I am certain that I will not be free from sin in your eyes.

If I am washed with snow water, and make my hands clean with soap;

For he is not a man as I am, that I might give him an answer, that we might come together before a judge.

Though you see that I am not an evil-doer; and there is no one who is able to take a man out of your hands?

But you kept these things in the secret of your heart; I am certain this was in your thoughts:

You may say, My way is clean, and I am free from sin in your eyes.

But I have a mind as well as you; I am equal to you: yes, who has not knowledge of such things as these?

It seems that I am to be as one who is a cause of laughing to his neighbour, one who makes his prayer to God and is answered! the upright man who has done no wrong is to be made sport of!

There is wealth in the tents of those who make destruction, and those by whom God is moved to wrath are safe; even those whose god is their strength.

The same things are in my mind as in yours; I am equal to you.

See now, I have put my cause in order, and I am certain that I will be seen to be right.

But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.

I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;

I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.

If I am waiting for the underworld as my house, if I have made my bed in the dark;

I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree.

His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.

I am strange to my women-servants, and seem to them as one from another country.

My breath is strange to my wife, and I am disgusting to the offspring of my mother's body.

But I am certain that he who will take up my cause is living, and that in time to come he will take his place on the dust;

Whom I will see on my side, and not as one strange to me. My heart is broken with desire.

See, I am conscious of your thoughts, and of your violent purposes against me;

I am looking for him on the left hand, but there is no sign of him; and turning to the right, I am not able to see him.

For this cause I am in fear before him, my thoughts of him overcome me.

For I am overcome by the dark, and by the black night which is covering my face.

Is it possible for his armies to be numbered? and on whom is not his light shining?

To whom have your words been said? and whose spirit came out from you?

And now I have become their song, and I am a word of shame to them.

I am disgusting to them; they keep away from me, and put marks of shame on me.

As through a wide broken place in the wall they come on, I am overturned by the shock of their attack.

Lifting me up, you make me go on the wings of the wind; I am broken up by the storm.

For I am certain that you will send me back to death, and to the meeting-place ordered for all living.

And Elihu, the son of Barachel the Buzite, made answer and said, I am young, and you are very old, so I was in fear, and kept myself from putting my knowledge before you.

And am I to go on waiting while they have nothing to say? while they keep quiet and give no more answers?

For I am full of words, I am unable to keep in my breath any longer:

For I am not able to give names of honour to any man; and if I did, my Maker would quickly take me away.

See, I am the same as you are in the eyes of God; I was cut off from the same bit of wet earth.

I am clean, without sin; I am washed, and there is no evil in me:

See, he is looking for something against me; in his eyes I am as one of his haters;

For Job has said, I am upright, and it is God who has taken away my right;

Though I am right, still I am in pain; my wound may not be made well, though I have done no wrong.

What profit is it to me, and how am I better off than if I had done wrong?

By whom were its measures fixed? Say, if you have wisdom; or by whom was the line stretched out over it?

By whom has the way been cut for the flowing of the rain, and the flaming of the thunder;

To whom I have given the waste land for a heritage, and the salt land as a living-place.

Truly, I am of no value; what answer may I give to you? I will put my hand on my mouth.

Will you even make my right of no value? will you say that I am wrong in order to make clear that you are right?

See now the Great Beast, whom I made, even as I made you; he takes grass for food, like the ox.

And it came about, after he had said these words to Job, that the Lord said to Eliphaz the Temanite, I am very angry with you and your two friends, because you have not said what is right about me, as my servant Job has.