1He answered Job and said.2Indeed, I know that it is so, but how will mortal man be righteous with God?3If he delights to contend with him, he will not answer him one from a thousand.4The wise of heart and mighty of strength—who hardens himself against him and confirms the word?5He is the one who removes mountains, and they do not know it when he overturns them in his anger.6The one who shakes Earth from its place, and its pillars shudder.7Who says to the sun, "It does not shine," and seals the stars?8He stretches out the heavens by himself and treads on the high places of the sea.9He made Ash, Kesil, and Kimah, and the chambers of Teman.10doing great things beyond searching and wonders beyond numbering.11Behold, he passes over me, and I do not see him; he passes by, and I do not understand him.12Behold, he seizes—who will make him return it? Who will say to him, "What are you doing?"13God will not turn back his anger; under him bowed down the helpers of Rahab.14How then can I answer him and choose his words, people?15which if I am righteous I will not answer in my legal case; I will beg16If I called and he answered me, I would not believe that he listens to my voice.17who crushes me with a hair's breadth and multiplies my wounds for nothing.18He will not give me back my spirit, for he would fill me with bitterness.19If to mighty power, behold, and if to judgment, who will appoint me?20If I am righteous, my mouth will condemn me; if I am innocent, it will twist me.21"Blameless—I do not know my soul; I reject my life."22It is one; therefore I said, "He finishes off blameless and wicked."23If a scourge suddenly kills the innocent who hide, he mocks.24The earth is given into the hand of the wicked. He covers the faces of its judges. If not, then who is he?25And my days are swift; they flee like a runner; they do not see good.26They pass away like ships of reed, like an eagle swooping on its food.27If I say, "I will forget my meditation. I will leave my face and brighten up,"28I am afraid. I know that you will not acquit me of all my grief.29I am wicked—why then do I toil in this vanity?30If I washed myself in snow waters and cleansed my palms in soap,31then in Sheol you will dip me, and you will abominate my wholeness32For he is not a man like me, that I should answer him; that we should come together in court.33There is no arbiter between us who might put his hand on both of us.34Let him remove his staff from upon me and his truth—do not terrify me.35Then I will speak and not fear him, for I am not like that before him.
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Chapter 10
1My soul is weary of my life; I will give free rein to my complaint against myself. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.2Say to God, to God: "Do not condemn me as wicked. Make me know on what you dispute with me."3Does it delight you that you oppress, that you reject the labor of your hands, and that you shine upon the counsel of the wicked?4Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as a man sees?5Are your days like those of a human? Or your years like the days of a man?6For you seek my affliction, and you inquire about my sin offering.7concerning your knowing that I am not wicked and none delivers from your hand8Your hands shaped me and made me together all around, and you swallow me.9Remember now that you made me like clay, and you will return me to dust.10Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese?11You clothe me with skin and flesh, and you fence me in with bones and sinews.12You made life and steadfast love with me, and your visitation kept my spirit.13And these hidden things in your heart I have known, for this is with you.14If I sinned, and you kept me, and from my iniquity you will not acquit me.15If my wickedness—I make disgusting to him, and my righteousness—I do not lift my head; I am sated with shame, and he sees my oppression.16And it rises like a lion—you hunt me, and you sit and gaze in emptiness upon me.17You renew your witnesses against me, and you multiply your anger against me; changes and a host are with me.18And why did you bring me out from the womb, that I should die, and an eye not see me.19as if I had not been, I would be carried from womb to grave20Are not my days few? Let them cease, leave me alone, and I will go on a little.21before I go and do not return, to the land of darkness and deep shadow of death22Earth of gloom like the shadow of death, without order and like darkness.