¹And Job again lifted up his discourse and said:

²As God lives, who has removed my justice, and the Almighty, who has made my being bitter,

³for as long as my breath is in me, and the breath of God is in my nostrils,

⁴my lips will not speak injustice, and my tongue will not utter deceit.

⁵Far be it from me that I declare you right; until I expire I will not put aside my integrity from me.

⁶I have kept hold of my righteousness, and I will not let it go; my heart does not reproach me for any of my days.

⁷May my enemy be like the wicked, and the one who rises against me like the unjust.

⁸For what is the hope of the godless when he gains, when God draws out his being?

⁹Will God hear his cry when distress comes upon him?

¹⁰Or will he delight in the Almighty? Will he call on God at all times?

¹¹I will teach you about the hand of God; what is with the Almighty I will not hide.

¹²Behold, you, all of you, have seen it; so why this vapor, acting in vain?

¹³This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the inheritance of the ruthless that they take from the Almighty.

¹⁴If his sons multiply, it is for the sword, and his descendants will not be satisfied with food.

¹⁵His survivors will be interred in death, and his widows will not weep.

¹⁶If he heaps up silver like dust, and prepares clothing like clay,

¹⁷he prepares it, but the righteous will wear it, and the innocent will divide up the silver.

¹⁸He builds his house like the moth, and like a shelter that a watchman has made.

¹⁹Rich he lies down, and is not gathered; he opens his eyes, and he is no more.

²⁰Terrors overtake him like waters; in the night a storm-wind steals him away.

²¹The east wind lifts him up, and he goes; it whirls him away from his place.

²²It hurls at him and does not spare; from its hand he flees in haste.

²³Over him they clap their palms, and from his place they hiss at him.