Job 9

¹ Then Job answered:

² "Truly I know that it is so: But how can a man be just before God?

³ If one wished to contend with him, one could not answer him once in a thousand times.

⁴ He is wise in heart, and mighty in strength --who has hardened himself against him, and succeeded?--

⁵ he who removes mountains, and they know it not, when he overturns them in his anger;

⁶ who shakes the earth out of its place, and its pillars tremble;

⁷ who commands the sun, and it does not rise; who seals up the stars;

⁸ who alone stretched out the heavens, and trampled the waves of the sea;

⁹ who made the Bear and Orion, the Pleiades and the chambers of the south;

¹⁰ who does great things beyond understanding, and marvelous things without number.

¹¹ Lo, he passes by me, and I see him not; he moves on, but I do not perceive him.

¹² Behold, he snatches away; who can hinder him? who will say to him, 'What doest thou?

¹³ "God will not turn back his anger; beneath him bowed the helpers of Rahab.

¹⁴ How then can I answer him, choosing my words with him?

¹⁵ Though I am innocent, I cannot answer him; I must appeal for mercy to my accuser.

¹⁶ If I summoned him and he answered me, I would not believe that he was listening to my voice.

¹⁷ For he crushes me with a tempest, and multiplies my wounds without cause;

¹⁸ he will not let me get my breath, but fills me with bitterness.

¹⁹ If it is a contest of strength, behold him! If it is a matter of justice, who can summon him?

²⁰ Though I am innocent, my own mouth would condemn me; though I am blameless, he would prove me perverse.

²¹ I am blameless; I regard not myself; I loathe my life.

²² It is all one; therefore I say, he destroys both the blameless and the wicked.

²³ When disaster brings sudden death, he mocks at the calamity of the innocent.

²⁴ The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; he covers the faces of its judges-- if it is not he, who then is it?

²⁵ "My days are swifter than a runner; they flee away, they see no good.

²⁶ They go by like skiffs of reed, like an eagle swooping on the prey.

²⁷ If I say, 'I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad countenance, and be of good cheer,'

²⁸ I become afraid of all my suffering, for I know thou wilt not hold me innocent.

²⁹ I shall be condemned; why then do I labor in vain?

³⁰ If I wash myself with snow, and cleanse my hands with lye,

³¹ yet thou wilt plunge me into a pit, and my own clothes will abhor me.

³² For he is not a man, as I am, that I might answer him, that we should come to trial together.

³³ There is no umpire between us, who might lay his hand upon us both.

³⁴ Let him take his rod away from me, and let not dread of him terrify me.

³⁵ Then I would speak without fear of him, for I am not so in myself.