<< Job 9 >>
1 Then Job answered and said,
2 I know it is so of a truth: but how should man be just with God?
3 If he will contend with him, he cannot answer him one of a
thousand.
4 He is wise in heart, and mighty in strength: who hath hardened
himself against him, and hath prospered?
5 Which removeth the mountains, and they know not: which
overturneth them in his anger.
6 Which shaketh the earth out of her place, and the pillars thereof
tremble.
7 Which commandeth the sun, and it riseth not; and sealeth up the
stars.
8 Which alone spreadeth out the heavens, and treadeth upon the
waves of the sea.
9 Which maketh Arcturus, Orion, and Pleiades, and the chambers of
the south.
10 Which doeth great things past finding out; yea, and wonders
without number.
11 Lo, he goeth by me, and I see him not: he passeth on also, but I
perceive him not.
12 Behold, he taketh away, who can hinder him? who will say unto
him, What doest thou?
13 If God will not withdraw his anger, the proud helpers do stoop
under him.
14 How much less shall I answer him, and choose out my words to
reason with him?
15 Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer, but I
would make supplication to my judge.
16 If I had called, and he had answered me; yet would I not believe
that he had hearkened unto my voice.
17 For he breaketh me with a tempest, and multiplieth my wounds
without cause.
18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with
bitterness.
19 If I speak of strength, lo, he is strong: and if of judgment,
who shall set me a time to plead?
20 If I justify myself, mine own mouth shall condemn me: if I say,
I am perfect, it shall also prove me perverse.
21 Though I were perfect, yet would I not know my soul: I would
despise my life.
22 This is one thing, therefore I said it, He destroyeth the
perfect and the wicked.
23 If the scourge slay suddenly, he will laugh at the trial of the
innocent.
24 The earth is given into the hand of the wicked: he covereth the
faces of the judges thereof; if not, where, and who is he?
25 Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no
good.
26 They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that
hasteth to the prey.
27 If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my
heaviness, and comfort myself:
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me
innocent.
29 If I be wicked, why then labour I in vain?
30 If I wash myself with snow water, and make my hands never so
clean;
31 Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes
shall abhor me.
32 For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, and we
should come together in judgment.
33 Neither is there any daysman betwixt us, that might lay his hand
upon us both.
34 Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his fear terrify
me:
35 Then would I speak, and not fear him; but it is not so with me.
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