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¹ Then responded Job, and said - ² Of a truth, I know that so it is, But how can a mortal be just with GOD?³ If he choose to contend with him, he cannot answer him, one of a thousand:⁴ Wise in heart, and alert in vigour, What man hath hardened himself against him, and prospered!⁵ Who removeth mountains, unawares, Who overturneth them in his anger;⁶ Who shaketh the earth, out of its place, and, the pillars thereof, shudder;⁷ Who commandeth the sun, and it breaketh not forth, and, about the stars, he putteth a seal;⁸ Who spreadeth out fire heavens, by himself alone! and marcheth along, on the heights of the sea;⁹ Who made the Bear, the Giant and the Cluster, and the chambers of the south;¹⁰ Who doeth great things, past finding out, and marvels, beyond number.¹¹ Lo! he cometh upon me, yet can I not see him, Yea he passeth on, yet can I not discern him.¹² Lo! he snatcheth away, who can bring it back? Who shall say unto him, What wouldst thou do?¹³ As for GOD, if he withdraw not his anger, under him, will have submitted themselves - the proud helpers.

¹⁴ How much less that, I, should answer him, should choose my words with him?¹⁵ Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer, to be absolved, I would make supplication.¹⁶ Though I had called, and he had answered me, I could not believe, that he would lend an ear to my voice.¹⁷ For, with a tempest, would he fall upon me, and would multiply my wounds without need;¹⁸ He would not suffer me to recover my breath, for he would surfeit me with bitter things.¹⁹ If it regardeth vigour, bold is he! If justice, who could summon him?²⁰ If I should justify myself, mine own mouth, would condemn me, - I blameless? then had it shewn me perverse.²¹ I blameless? I should not know my own soul, I should despise my own life!

²² One thing, there is, for which cause, I have said it, The blameless and the lawless, he bringeth to an end.²³ If, a scourge, slay suddenly, at the despair of innocent ones, he mocketh.²⁴ The earth, hath been given into the hand of a lawless one, The faces of her judges, he covereth, If not, then who is it?

²⁵ My days, therefore, are swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have seen no good.²⁶ They have passed away with boats of paper-reed, like a vulture which rusheth upon food.²⁷ If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will lay aside my sad countenance, and brighten up,²⁸ I am afraid of all my pains, I know, that thou wilt not pronounce me innocent.²⁹ I, shall be held guilty, - Wherefore then, in vain, should I toil?³⁰ Though I bathe myself in snow water, and cleanse, in cleanness itself, my hands,³¹ Then, in a ditch, wouldst thou plunge me, and mine own clothes should abhor me:³² For he is not a man like myself, whom I might answer, nor could we come together into judgment:³³ There is not, between us, a mediator, who might lay his hand upon us both.³⁴ Let him take from off me his rod, and, his terror, let it not startle me:³⁵ I could speak, and not be afraid of him, although, not so, am, I, in myself!