Though I had called, and he had answered me, I could not believe, that he would lend an ear to my voice.

If I should justify myself, mine own mouth, would condemn me, - I blameless? then had it shewn me perverse.

Yet, these things, thou didst hide in thy heart, I know that, this, hath been with thee!

If I have been lawless, alas for me! Or, if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, Surfeited with shame, look thou then on my humiliation.

As though I had not been, should I have become, - from the womb to the grave, might I have been borne.

Hear, I pray you, the argument of my mouth, and, to the pleadings of my lips, give heed: -

Only, two things, do thou not with me, then, from thy face, will I not hide me: -

Wherefore, thy face, shouldst thou hide? Or count me, as an enemy to thee?

Oh that, in hades, thou wouldst hide me! that thou wouldst keep me secret, until the turn of thine anger, that thou wouldst set for me a fixed time, and remember me:

Because he had stretched out - against GOD - his hand, and, against the Almighty, had been wont to behave himself proudly;

For he had covered his face with his fatness, and had gathered a superabundance on his loins;

And had inhabited demolished cities, houses, wherein men would not dwell, that were destined to become heaps.

I also, like you, could speak, - If your soul were in the place of my soul, I could string together words against you, and could therewith shake over you my head.

My glory - from off me, hath he stripped, and hath removed the crown of my head;

Though his elevation mount up to the heavens, and, his head, to the clouds, doth reach,

Like his own stubble, shall he utterly perish, They who had seen him, shall say, Where is he?

Though, a sweet taste in his mouth, be given by vice, though he hide it under his tongue;

He hath drawn it out, and it hath come forth out of his back, - yea the flashing arrow-head, out of his gall, There shall march on him - terrors:

Is not, GOD, in the height of the heavens? Behold, then, the head of the stars, that they are high.

Who had been saying unto GOD, Depart from us! and - What can the Almighty do for himself?

Yet, he, had filled their houses with good! The counsel of the lawless, then, is far from me:

Would he, with fulness of might, contend with me? Nay, surely, he, would give heed to me!

Wherefore, since from the Almighty times are not hid, have, his knowing ones, no vision of his days?

They turn aside the needy out of the way, at once, are the humbled of the land made to hide themselves.

Drought and heat, steal away snow water, Hades, them who have sinned.

He hath built, like a moth, his house, - like a hut, which a watcher hath made.

Seeing it hath been hid from the eyes of every living thing, and, from the bird of the heavens, hath it been concealed?

When his lamp shone over my head, by whose light, I could go through darkness;

Young men saw me, and hid themselves, and, the aged, arose - they stood;

Because I used to deliver the oppressed who was crying out for aid, the fatherless also, and him that had no helper;

After I had spoken, they spake not again, and, upon them, used my speech to drop;

In the fissures, of the ravines had they to dwell, in holes of dust and crags;

Because, my girdle, he had loosened and had humbled me, therefore, the bridle - in my presence, cast they off;

My skin, turned black, and peeled off me, and, my bones, burned with heat:

Surely that had been a shameful thing! and that an iniquity for the judges!

Surely, a fire, had that been, which, unto destruction, would have consumed, and, of all mine increase, had it torn up the root.

If I saw one perishing for lack of clothing, or that the needy had no covering;

If I rejoiced because great was my substance, and, an abundance, my hand had discovered;

That too, had been a judicial iniquity, For I should have been false to GOD, above.

Oh that I had one to hear me, Lo! my crossmark, May, the Almighty, answer me! And would that, a book, mine opponent had written!

But, Elihu, had waited for Job with words, because the others were older than he.

Yea, unto you, gave I diligent heed, - But lo! there was, for Job, nothing to convince, nor could you of you answer his speeches.

For, in one way, GOD may speak, - and, in a second way, one may not heed it: -

No darkness, and no death-shade, where the workers of iniquity may hide.

That thy garments should be hot when he quieteth the earth from the south?

Against him, whiz the arrows of the quiver, the flashing head of spear and javelin;

Hide them in the dust all together, Their faces, bind thou in darkness;

Wilt thou fill, with darts, his skin? or, with fish-spears, his head?

By the hearing of the ear, had I heard thee, but, now, mine own eye, hath seen thee.

And it came to pass, after Yahweh had spoken these words unto Job, that Yahweh, said unto Eliphaz the Temanite, Kindled is mine anger against thee and against thy two friends, for ye have not spoken concerning me the thing that is right, like my servant Job.

So Eliphaz the Temanite and Bildad the Shuhite and Zophar the Naamathite went, and did according to that which Yahweh had spoken unto them, - and Yahweh accepted Job.

And, Yahweh himself, turned the captivity of Job, when he prayed in behalf of his friends, - and Yahweh increased all that Job had possessed, unto twice as much.

Then came unto him all his brethren and all his sisters, and all his former acquaintances, and they did eat bread with him in his house, - and shewed sympathy with him and comforted him, over all the calamity which Yahweh had brought upon him, - and they gave him, every one a weight of money, and every one, a ring of gold.

But, thou, Yahweh, art a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.

A pit, he cut out, and digged it, and then fell into the ditch he had made:

His mischief, turneth back, on his own head, - and, on his own crown, his violence, descendeth.

When he was making inquisition for blood, of them, had he remembrance, he forgat not the outcry of the oppressed.

Show me favour, O Yahweh! Behold my humiliation due to them who hate me, Lift me on high out of the gates of death;

The nations, have sunk, in the pit they had made, In the net which they had hidden, is caught their own foot.

Wherefore, O Yahweh, shouldst thou stand afar off? Wherefore hide thyself, in times of destitution?

Yahweh, putteth, the righteous, to the test, - But the lawless one and the lover of violence, his soul doth hate.

How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou wholly forget me? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

Thou hast tested my heart, hast made inspection by night, hast refined me until thou couldst find nothing, Had I devised evil, my mouth should not have transgressed:

As for the workings of men, By the word of thy lips, have, I, taken heed of the paths of the violent one.

Guard me, as the pupil of the eye, - Under the shadow of thy wings, wilt thou hide me:

The meshes of hades, had surrounded me, The snares of death, had confronted me,

For I had kept the ways of Yahweh, and not broken away from my God;

Thus didst thou rescue me from the contentions of a people, - didst appoint me to be the head of nations, A people I had not known, served me:

From one end of the heavens, is his going forth, and, his circuit, to the other end thereof - and, nothing, is hid from his glowing heat.

For thou wilt come to meet him, with the blessings of goodness, Thou wilt set on his head, a crown of pure gold.

Thy hand, will find out, all thy foes, Thine own right hand, will find out them who hate thee.

Unto thee, made they outcry, and escaped, In thee, they trusted, and had not turned pale.

All that see me, laugh at me, - They open wide the mouth, They shake the head: -

For he hath not despised nor abhorred the humbling of the patient one, neither hath he hid his face from him, but, when he cried for help unto him, he heard.

All the great ones of the earth, shall eat and bow down, Before him shall kneel, all that go down to the dust, Even he who had not kept alive, his own soul!

Thou spreadest before me a table, in face of mine adversaries, Thou hast anointed, with oil, my head, My cup, hath run over.

Behold my foes, for they abound, - and, with the hatred of violence, do they hate me.

For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, - He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.

Now, therefore, shall my head be raised high above my foes round about me, and I will sacrifice in his tent the sacrifices of triumphant joy, I will sing and touch the strings, to Yahweh.

Do not hide thy face from me, Do not repulse, in thine anger, thine own servant, - My help, thou hast been, Do not send me away nor forsake me, O my saving God!

When, my own father and mother, had forsaken me, Then, Yahweh, took me up!

Because they heed not The Deeds of Yahweh, or the Work of his hands, he will pull them down, and not build them.

O Yahweh, in thy good-pleasure, hadst thou caused my mountain to stand, strong, - Thou didst hide thy face - I was dismayed!

I hate such as give heed to false vanities, I, then, in Yahweh, have set my hope.

Thou wilt conceal them, in the secrecy of thine own presence, from the conspiracies of men, - Thou wilt hide them in a pavilion, from the strife of tongues.

But, I, had said in mine alarm, I am cut off from before thine eyes, - But, indeed, thou didst hear the voice of my supplication, when I cried for help unto thee.

My sin, would I own unto thee, and, mine iniquity, not hide, I said, I will confess my transgressions unto Yahweh, And, thou, didst forgive the iniquity of my sin. Selah.

For, without cause, have they hid for me, in a ditch, their net, - Without cause, have they digged a pit for my life.

Let not them who are falsely my foes rejoice over me, As for them who hate me without cause, let them not wink the eye!

For he flattereth himself too much in his own eyes, to find his iniquity - to hate it .

Then I passed by, and lo! he had vanished! Yea I sought him, but he could not be found.

For, mine iniquities, have passed over my head, Like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me:

O My Lord! before thee, is all my longing, and, my sighing, from thee, hath not been hid:

And, my foes, are alive - have become strong, - and multiplied are they who hate me for false cause:

I said, to myself, I will take heed to my ways, That I sin not with my tongue, - I will put on my mouth a muzzle, So long as the lawless is before me.

I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, afar from happiness, But, my pain had been stirred:

Hot was my heart within me, While I was musing, there was kindled a fire, I spake with my tongue!

Thy righteousness, have I not hid in the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and thy salvation, have I spoken, I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truthfulness from the great convocation.

For there have closed in upon me, misfortunes beyond number, Mine iniquities have overtaken me, and I cannot see, They have become more than the hairs of my head, And, my courage, hath forsaken me!

Together - against me, do all who hate me whisper among themselves, Against me, devise they hurt for me.