Job 27

27 ¹And Job again took up his discourse and said: ²"As God lives, who has taken away my justice, and the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter, ³as long as my breath is in me, and the spirit of our Father is in my nostrils, ⁴my lips will not speak falsehood, and my tongue will not utter deceit. ⁵I will never agree that you are right; until I die I will not let go of my integrity. ⁶I hold fast to my righteousness and will not let it go; my heart does not reproach me for any of my days.

⁷"Let my enemy be as the wicked, and let the one who rises against me be as the unrighteous. ⁸For what is the hope of the godless when he is cut off, when God takes away his life? ⁹Will God hear his cry when distress comes upon him? ¹⁰Will he take delight in the Almighty? Will he call upon God at all times? ¹¹I will teach you about the hand of God; I will not conceal what is with the Almighty. ¹²Look, all of you have seen this yourselves; why then do you speak such empty words? ¹³This is the portion of a wicked man from God, the heritage that oppressors receive from the Almighty: ¹⁴If his children are many, they will fall by the sword, and his offspring will not have enough bread. ¹⁵Those of his who survive him will be buried by plague, and their widows will not weep. ¹⁶Though he heaps up silver like dust and piles up clothing like clay, ¹⁷he may pile it up, but the righteous will wear it, and the innocent will divide the silver. ¹⁸He builds his house like a moth's cocoon, like a booth that a watchman makes. ¹⁹He lies down rich, but he will do so no more; he opens his eyes, and it is gone. ²⁰Terrors overtake him like a flood; in the night a whirlwind sweeps him away. ²¹The east wind lifts him up and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place. ²²It hurls itself at him without pity; he flees headlong from its power. ²³It claps its hands at him and hisses him out of his place."