Job

The book of Job, chapter 27, New English Translation and King James Version

Chapter 27 New English Translation

A Protest of Innocence

   1 And Job took up his discourse again:
   2 "As surely as God lives, who has denied me justice, the Almighty, who has made my life bitter -
   3 for while my spirit is still in me, and the breath from God is in my nostrils,
   4 my lips will not speak wickedness, and my tongue will whisper no deceit.
   5 I will never declare that you three are in the right; until I die, I will not set aside my integrity!
   6 I will maintain my righteousness and never let it go; my conscience will not reproach me for as long as I live.

The Condition of the Wicked

   7 "May my enemy be like the wicked, my adversary like the unrighteous.
   8 For what hope does the godless have when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?
   9 Does God listen to his cry when distress overtakes him?
   10 Will he find delight in the Almighty? Will he call out to God at all times?
   11 I will teach you about the power of God; What is on the Almighty's mind I will not conceal.
   12 If you yourselves have all seen this, Why in the world do you continue this meaningless talk?
   13 This is the portion of the wicked man allotted by God, the inheritance that evildoers receive from the Almighty.
   14 If his children increase - it is for the sword! His offspring never have enough to eat.
   15 Those who survive him are buried by the plague, and their widows do not mourn for them.
   16 If he piles up silver like dust and stores up clothing like mounds of clay,
   17 what he stores up a righteous man will wear, and an innocent man will inherit his silver.
   18 The house he builds is as fragile as a moth's cocoon, like a hut that a watchman has made.
   19 He goes to bed wealthy, but will do so no more. When he opens his eyes, it is all gone.
   20 Terrors overwhelm him like a flood; at night a whirlwind carries him off.
   21 The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.
   22 It hurls itself against him without pity as he flees headlong from its power.
   23 It claps its hands at him in derision and hisses him away from his place.

King James Version

   1 Moreover Job continued his parable, and said,
   2 As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul;
   3 All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;
   4 My lips shall not speak wickedness, nor my tongue utter deceit.
   5 God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me.
   6 My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.
   7 Let mine enemy be as the wicked, and he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous.
   8 For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath gained, when God taketh away his soul?
   9 Will God hear his cry when trouble cometh upon him?
   10 Will he delight himself in the Almighty? will he always call upon God?
   11 I will teach you by the hand of God: that which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.
   12 Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; why then are ye thus altogether vain?
   13 This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the heritage of oppressors, which they shall receive of the Almighty.
   14 If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword: and his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.
   15 Those that remain of him shall be buried in death: and his widows shall not weep.
   16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare raiment as the clay;
   17 He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.
   18 He buildeth his house as a moth, and as a booth that the keeper maketh.
   19 The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he openeth his eyes, and he is not.
   20 Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest stealeth him away in the night.
   21 The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth: and as a storm hurleth him out of his place.
   22 For God shall cast upon him, and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.
   23 Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.