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[1]And Job answereth and saith: --
[2]Truly I have known that [it is] so, And what -- is man righteous with God?
[3]If he delight to strive with Him -- He doth not answer him one of a thousand.
[4]Wise in heart and strong in power -- Who hath hardened toward Him and is at peace?
[5]Who is removing mountains, And they have not known, Who hath overturned them in His anger.
[6]Who is shaking earth from its place, And its pillars move themselves.
[7]Who is speaking to the sun, and it riseth not, And the stars He sealeth up.
[8]Stretching out the heavens by Himself, And treading on the heights of the sea,
[9]Making Osh, Kesil, and Kimah, And the inner chambers of the south.
[10]Doing great things till there is no searching, And wonderful, till there is no numbering.
[11]Lo, He goeth over by me, and I see not, And He passeth on, and I attend not to it.
[12]Lo, He snatches away, who bringeth it back? Who saith unto Him, `What dost Thou?'
[13]God doth not turn back His anger, Under Him bowed have proud helpers.
[14]How much less do I -- I answer Him? Choose out my words with Him?
[15]Whom, though I were righteous, I answer not, For my judgment I make supplication.
[16]Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear [to] my voice.
[17]Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.
[18]He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things.
[19]If of power, lo, the Strong One; And if of judgment -- who doth convene me?
[20]If I be righteous, Mine mouth doth declare me wicked, Perfect I am! -- it declareth me perverse.
[21]Perfect I am! -- I know not my soul, I despise my life.
[22]It is the same thing, therefore I said, `The perfect and the wicked He is consuming.'
[23]If a scourge doth put to death suddenly, At the trial of the innocent He laugheth.
[24]Earth hath been given Into the hand of the wicked one. The face of its judges he covereth, If not -- where, who [is] he?
[25]My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,
[26]They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food.
[27]Though I say, `I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!'
[28]I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me.
[29]I -- I am become wicked; why [is] this? [In] vain I labour.
[30]If I have washed myself with snow-water, And purified with soap my hands,
[31]Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.
[32]But if a man like myself -- I answer him, We come together into judgment.
[33]If there were between us an umpire, He doth place his hand on us both.
[34]He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid,
[35]I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself.
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