And Job will add to take up his parable, and say,

(For my life is yet whole in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils);

Truly, there is no deceit in my lips, and my tongue does not say what is false.

Far be it from me that I should justify you: Till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me.

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

For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath gained, when God taketh away his soul?

Will he delight himself in the Almighty, And call upon God at all times?

I will teach you concerning the hand of God; what is with the Almighty will I not conceal.

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

"This is what a wicked person inherits from God, and what the ruthless will receive from the Almighty:

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

Those who survive him will be buried by the plague,
yet their widows will not weep for them.

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

“He lies down rich, but never will again;
He opens his eyes, and it is gone.

Terrors overtake him like a flood;
a storm wind sweeps him away at night.

The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth: and as a storm hurleth him out of his place.

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

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

Surely there is a vein for the silver, and a place for gold where they fine it.

Iron is taken out of the earth, and brass is molten out of the stone.

He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death.

The flood breaketh out from the inhabitant; even the waters forgotten of the foot: they are dried up, they are gone away from men.

As for the earth, out of it cometh bread: and under it is turned up as it were fire.

The stones of it are the place of sapphires: and it hath dust of gold.

That path no bird of prey knoweth, Neither hath the falcon's eye seen it:

The lion's whelps have not trodden it, nor the fierce lion passed by it.

The miner strikes the flint
and transforms the mountains at their foundations.

He cutteth out rivers among the rocks; and his eye seeth every precious thing.

He bindeth the streams that they drip not, and what is hidden he bringeth forth to light.

But wisdom, where shall it be found? and where is the place of understanding?

Man knoweth not the price thereof; neither is it found in the land of the living.

The depth saith, It is not in me: and the sea saith, It is not with me.

It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.

It cannot be valued with the gold of Ophir, with the precious onyx, or the sapphire.

The gold and the crystal cannot equal it: and the exchange of it shall not be for jewels of fine gold.

High things, and crystal, shall not be remembered: and the drawing out of wisdom above pearls.

The topaz of Ethiopia shall not equal it, neither shall it be valued with pure gold.

And the wisdom -- whence doth it come? And where is this, the place of understanding?

Seeing it is hid from the eyes of all living, and kept close from the fowls of the air.

“Abaddon (the place of destruction) and Death say,
‘We have [only] heard a report of it with our ears.’

“God understands the way [to wisdom]
And He knows its place [for wisdom is with God alone].

To make the weight for the winds; and he weigheth the waters by measure.

Then did he see it, and declare it; he prepared it, yea, and searched it out.

And Job will add to lift up his parable, and say,

Oh that it were with me as in the months of old, as in the days, when, GOD, used to watch over me;

As it stood with me, when I was young, when God prospered my house;

When the Almighty was yet with me, when my children were about me;

When I washed my steps with butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil;

When I went out to the gate through the city, when I prepared my seat in the street!

When the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me:

For I rescued the poor man who cried out for help,
and the fatherless child who had no one to support him.

The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me: and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.

I put on righteousness, and it clothed me: my judgment was as a robe and a diadem.

I was a father to the poor: and the cause which I knew not I searched out.

And I brake the jaws of the wicked, and plucked the spoil out of his teeth.

My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch.

Unto me men gave ear, and waited, and kept silence at my counsel.

After I had said what was in my mind, they were quiet and let my words go deep into their hearts;

And they waited for me as for the rain; and they opened their mouth wide as for the latter rain.

If I laughed on them, they believed it not; and the light of my countenance they cast not down.

I chose out their way, and sat chief, and dwelt as a king in the army, as one that comforteth the mourners.

And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.

Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? Men in whom ripe age is perished.

"They would pluck off herbs from salt marshes to eat; and roots of the broom shrub for food.

From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),

“Among the bushes they cry out;
Under the nettles they are gathered together.

They are children of fools, yea, children of base men; They were scourged out of the land.

“They hate me, they stand aloof from me,
And do not refrain from spitting in my face.

At my right hand rise the young brood; they push away my feet, and raise up against me their pernicious ways;

and my path have they clean marred. It was so easy for them to do me harm, that they needed no man to help them.

They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.

He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.

And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.

By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

I am even as it were clay, and am become like ashes and dust.

I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou gazest at me.

Thou wilt turn to be cruel to me: with the strength of thy hand thou wilt lie in wait for me.

Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.

Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.

When good I expected, then cometh evil, And I wait for light, and darkness cometh.

I walk about blackened, but not by the sun.
I stood in the assembly and cried out for help.

A covenant I made for mine eyes, And what -- do I attend to a virgin?

For what portion of God is there from above? and what inheritance of the Almighty from on high?

Is it not calamity to the unrighteous, And disaster to the workers of iniquity?

If my step hath turned out of the way, and mine heart walked after mine eyes, and if any blot hath cleaved to mine hands;

Then let me sow, and let another eat; yea, let my offspring be rooted out.

If mine heart have been deceived by a woman, or if I have laid wait at my neighbour's door;

For this is an heinous crime; yea, it is an iniquity to be punished by the judges.

For it is a fire that consumeth to destruction, and would root out all mine increase.

What then shall I do when God riseth up? and when he visiteth, what shall I answer him?

If I have withheld the poor from their desire, or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail;

Or have eaten my morsel alone, so that the fatherless ate not thereof,

(For from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, and I have guided the widow from my mother's womb;)

If I have waved at the fatherless my hand, When I see in him the gate of my court,

then let my arm fall from its socket; and may my arm be torn off at the shoulder.

For I'm terrified of what calamity God may have in store for me; and I cannot endure his grandeur."

If I beheld the sun when it shined, or the moon walking in brightness;

It also is a judicial iniquity, For I had lied to God above.

If I rejoiced at the destruction of him that hated me, or lifted up myself when evil found him: