1Moreover Job proceeded and continued his parable, saying,
2The living God hath taken away my judgment: for the Almighty hath put my soul in bitterness.
3Yet so long as my breath is in me, and the Spirit of God in my nostrils,
4My lips surely shall speak no wickedness, and my tongue shall utter no deceit.
5God forbid, that I should justify you: until I die, I will never take away mine innocency from myself.
6I will keep my righteousness, and will not forsake it: mine heart shall not reprove me of my days.
7Mine enemy shall be as the wicked, and he that riseth against me, as the unrighteous.
8For what hope hath the hypocrite when he hath heaped up riches, if God take away his soul?
9Will God hear his cry, when trouble cometh upon him?
10Will he set his delight on the Almighty? will he call upon God at all times?
11I will teach you what is in the hand of God, and I will not conceal that which is with the Almighty.
12Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it: why then do you thus vanish vanity?
13This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the heritage of tyrants, which they shall receive of the Almighty.
14If his children be in great number, the sword shall destroy them, and his posterity shall not be satisfied with bread.
15His remnant shall be buried in death, and his widows shall not weep.
16Though he should heap up silver as the dust, and prepare raiment as the clay,
17He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.
18He buildeth his house as the moth, and as a lodge that the watchman maketh.
19When the rich man sleepeth, he shall not be gathered to his fathers: they opened their eyes, and he was gone.
20Terrors shall take him as waters, and a tempest shall carry him away by night.
21The East wind shall take him away, and he shall depart: and it shall hurl him out of his place.
22And God shall cast upon him and not spare, though he would fain flee out of his hand.
23Every man shall clap their hands at him, and hiss at him out of their place.