| Chapter 27 |
| Moreover Job
continued his parable, and said, |
| As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul; |
| All
the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils; |
| My lips shall not speak
wickedness, nor my tongue utter deceit. |
| God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will
not remove 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. |
| Let mine enemy be as the wicked, and he that riseth up
against me as the unrighteous. |
| For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath gained, when God taketh away his soul? |
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Will God hear his cry when trouble cometh upon him? |
| Will he delight himself in the Almighty? will he
always call upon God? |
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I will teach you by the hand of God: that which is with the Almighty will I not conceal. |
| Behold, all
ye yourselves have seen it; why then are ye thus altogether vain? |
| This is the portion of a wicked
man with God, and the heritage of oppressors, which they shall receive of the Almighty. |
| If his
children be multiplied, it is for the sword: and his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread. |
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Those that remain of him shall be buried in death: and his widows shall not weep. |
| Though he heap
up silver as the dust, and prepare raiment as the clay; |
| He may prepare it, but the just shall
put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver. |
| He buildeth his house as a moth, and
as a booth that the keeper maketh. |
| The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he
openeth his eyes, and he is not. |
| Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest stealeth him away
in the 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. |