1And Job again took up his parable, and said,
2As God liveth, who hath taken away my right,
3(For my life is yet whole in me,
4Surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness,
5Far be it from me that I should justify you:
6My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go:
7Let mine enemy be as the wicked,
8For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain,
9Will God hear his cry,
10Will he delight himself in the Almighty,
11I will teach you concerning the hand of God;
12Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it;
13This is the portion of a wicked man with God,
14If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword;
15Those that remain of him shall be buried in death,
16Though he heap up silver as the dust,
17He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on,
18He buildeth his house as the moth,
19He lieth down rich, but he shall not be gathered to his fathers;
20Terrors overtake him like waters;
21The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth;
22For God shall hurl at him, and not spare:
23Men shall clap their hands at him,