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YOUNG'S LITERAL TRANSLATION

27:1 And Job addeth to lift up his simile, and saith: --

27:2 God liveth! He turned aside my judgment, And the Mighty -- He made my soul bitter.

27:3 For all the while my breath `is' in me, And the spirit of God in my nostrils.

27:4 My lips do not speak perverseness, And my tongue doth not utter deceit.

27:5 Pollution to me -- if I justify you, Till I expire I turn not aside mine integrity from me.

27:6 On my righteousness I have laid hold, And I do not let it go, My heart doth not reproach me while I live.

27:7 As the wicked is my enemy, And my withstander as the perverse.

27:8 For what `is' the hope of the profane, When He doth cut off? When God doth cast off his soul?

27:9 His cry doth God hear, When distress cometh on him?

27:10 On the Mighty doth he delight himself? Call God at all times?

27:11 I shew you by the hand of God, That which `is' with the Mighty I hide not.

27:12 Lo, ye -- all of you -- have seen, And why `is' this -- ye are altogether vain?

27:13 This `is' the portion of wicked man with God, And the inheritance of terrible ones From the Mighty they receive.

27:14 If his sons multiply -- for them `is' a sword. And his offspring `are' not satisfied `with' bread.

27:15 His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep.

27:16 If he heap up as dust silver, And as clay prepare clothing,

27:17 He prepareth -- and the righteous putteth `it' on, And the silver the innocent doth apportion.

27:18 He hath built as a moth his house, And as a booth a watchman hath made.

27:19 Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not.

27:20 Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind.

27:21 Take him up doth an east wind, and he goeth, And it frighteneth him from his place,

27:22 And it casteth at him, and doth not spare, From its hand he diligently fleeth.

27:23 It clappeth at him its hands, And it hisseth at him from his place.