Job 27

וַיֹּ֣סֶף אִ֭יּוֹב שְׂאֵ֥ת מְשָׁל֗וֹ וַיֹּאמַֽר׃

Job continued his discourse:

Moreover Job continued his parable, and said,

חַי־אֵ֭ל הֵסִ֣יר מִשְׁפָּטִ֑י וְ֝שַׁדַּ֗י הֵמַ֥ר נַפְשִֽׁי׃

“As surely as God lives, who has deprived me of justice—the Almighty, who has embittered my soul—

As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul;

כִּֽי־כָל־ע֣וֹד נִשְׁמָתִ֣י בִ֑י וְר֖וּחַ אֱל֣וֹהַּ בְּאַפִּֽי׃

as long as my breath is still within me and the breath of God remains in my nostrils,

All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;

אִם־תְּדַבֵּ֣רְנָה שְׂפָתַ֣י עַוְלָ֑ה וּ֝לְשׁוֹנִ֗י אִם־יֶהְגֶּ֥ה רְמִיָּֽה׃

my lips will not speak wickedness, and my tongue will not utter deceit.

My lips shall not speak wickedness, nor my tongue utter deceit.

חָלִ֣ילָה לִּי֮ אִם־אַצְדִּ֪יק אֶ֫תְכֶ֥ם עַד־אֶגְוָ֑ע לֹא־אָסִ֖יר תֻּמָּתִ֣י מִמֶּֽנִּי׃

I will never say that you are right; I will maintain my integrity until I die.

God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me.

בְּצִדְקָתִ֣י הֶ֭חֱזַקְתִּי וְלֹ֣א אַרְפֶּ֑הָ לֹֽא־יֶחֱרַ֥ף לְ֝בָבִ֗י מִיָּמָֽי׃

I will cling to my righteousness and never let go. As long as I live, my conscience will not accuse me.

My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.

יְהִ֣י כְ֭רָשָׁע אֹ֣יְבִ֑י וּמִתְקוֹמְמִ֥י כְעַוָּֽל׃

May my enemy be like the wicked and my opponent like the unjust.

Let mine enemy be as the wicked, and he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous.

כִּ֤י מַה־תִּקְוַ֣ת חָ֭נֵף כִּ֣י יִבְצָ֑ע כִּ֤י יֵ֖שֶׁל אֱל֣וֹהַּ נַפְשֽׁוֹ׃

For what is the hope of the godless when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?

For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath gained, when God taketh away his soul?

הַֽ֭צַעֲקָתוֹ יִשְׁמַ֥ע ׀ אֵ֑ל כִּֽי־תָב֖וֹא עָלָ֣יו צָרָֽה׃

Will God hear his cry when distress comes upon him?

Will God hear his cry when trouble cometh upon him?

אִם־עַל־שַׁדַּ֥י יִתְעַנָּ֑ג יִקְרָ֖א אֱל֣וֹהַּ בְּכָל־עֵֽת׃

Will he delight in the Almighty? Will he call upon God at all times?

Will he delight himself in the Almighty? will he always call upon God?

אוֹרֶ֣ה אֶתְכֶ֣ם בְּיַד־אֵ֑ל אֲשֶׁ֥ר עִם־שַׁ֝דַּ֗י לֹ֣א אֲכַחֵֽד׃

I will instruct you in the power of God. I will not conceal the ways of the Almighty.

I will teach you by the hand of God: that which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.

הֵן־אַתֶּ֣ם כֻּלְּכֶ֣ם חֲזִיתֶ֑ם וְלָמָּה־זֶּ֝֗ה הֶ֣בֶל תֶּהְבָּֽלוּ׃

Surely all of you have seen it for yourselves. Why then do you keep up this empty talk?

Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; why then are ye thus altogether vain?

זֶ֤ה ׀ חֵֽלֶק־אָדָ֖ם רָשָׁ֥ע ׀ עִם־אֵ֑ל וְֽנַחֲלַ֥ת עָ֝רִיצִ֗ים מִשַּׁדַּ֥י יִקָּֽחוּ׃

This is the wicked man’s portion from God—the heritage the ruthless receive from the Almighty.

This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the heritage of oppressors, which they shall receive of the Almighty.

אִם־יִרְבּ֣וּ בָנָ֣יו לְמוֹ־חָ֑רֶב וְ֝צֶאֱצָאָ֗יו לֹ֣א יִשְׂבְּעוּ־לָֽחֶם׃

Though his sons are many, they are destined for the sword; and his offspring will never have enough food.

If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword: and his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.

(שרידו) [שְׂ֭רִידָיו] בַּמָּ֣וֶת יִקָּבֵ֑רוּ וְ֝אַלְמְנֹתָ֗יו לֹ֣א תִבְכֶּֽינָה׃

His survivors will be buried by the plague, and their widows will not weep for them.

Those that remain of him shall be buried in death: and his widows shall not weep.

אִם־יִצְבֹּ֣ר כֶּעָפָ֣ר כָּ֑סֶף וְ֝כַחֹ֗מֶר יָכִ֥ין מַלְבּֽוּשׁ׃

Though he heaps up silver like dust and piles up a wardrobe like clay,

Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare raiment as the clay;

יָ֭כִין וְצַדִּ֣יק יִלְבָּ֑שׁ וְ֝כֶ֗סֶף נָקִ֥י יַחֲלֹֽק׃

what he lays up, the righteous will wear, and his silver will be divided by the innocent.

He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.

בָּנָ֣ה כָעָ֣שׁ בֵּית֑וֹ וּ֝כְסֻכָּ֗ה עָשָׂ֥ה נֹצֵֽר׃

The house he built is like a moth’s cocoon, like a hut set up by a watchman.

He buildeth his house as a moth, and as a booth that the keeper maketh.

עָשִׁ֣יר יִ֭שְׁכַּב וְלֹ֣א יֵאָסֵ֑ף עֵינָ֖יו פָּקַ֣ח וְאֵינֶֽנּוּ׃

He lies down wealthy, but will do so no more; when he opens his eyes, all is gone.

The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he openeth his eyes, and he is not.

תַּשִּׂיגֵ֣הוּ כַ֭מַּיִם בַּלָּה֑וֹת לַ֝֗יְלָה גְּנָבַ֥תּוּ סוּפָֽה׃

Terrors overtake him like a flood; a tempest sweeps him away in the night.

Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest stealeth him away in the night.

יִשָּׂאֵ֣הוּ קָדִ֣ים וְיֵלַ֑ךְ וִֽ֝ישָׂעֲרֵ֗הוּ מִמְּקֹמֽוֹ׃

The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.

The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth: and as a storm hurleth him out of his place.

וְיַשְׁלֵ֣ךְ עָ֭לָיו וְלֹ֣א יַחְמֹ֑ל מִ֝יָּד֗וֹ בָּר֥וֹחַ יִבְרָֽח׃

It hurls itself against him without mercy as he flees headlong from its power.

For God shall cast upon him, and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.

יִשְׂפֹּ֣ק עָלֵ֣ימוֹ כַפֵּ֑ימוֹ וְיִשְׁרֹ֥ק עָ֝לָ֗יו מִמְּקֹמֽוֹ׃

It claps its hands at him and hisses him out of his place.

Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.