I have not departed from the commands of his lips; I have treasured the words of his mouth more than my daily bread.
"But he stands alone, and who can oppose him? He does whatever he pleases.
He carries out his decree against me, and many such plans he still has in store.
That is why I am terrified before him; when I think of all this, I fear him.
God has made my heart faint; the Almighty has terrified me.
Yet I am not silenced by the darkness, by the thick darkness that covers my face.
"Why does the Almighty not set times for judgment? Why must those who know him look in vain for such days?
Men move boundary stones; they pasture flocks they have stolen.
They drive away the orphan's donkey and take the widow's ox in pledge.
They thrust the needy from the path and force all the poor of the land into hiding.
Like wild donkeys in the desert, the poor go about their labor of foraging food; the wasteland provides food for their children.
They gather fodder in the fields and glean in the vineyards of the wicked.
Lacking clothes, they spend the night naked; they have nothing to cover themselves in the cold.
They are drenched by mountain rains and hug the rocks for lack of shelter.
The fatherless child is snatched from the breast; the infant of the poor is seized for a debt.
Lacking clothes, they go about naked; they carry the sheaves, but still go hungry.
They crush olives among the terraces; they tread the winepresses, yet suffer thirst.
The groans of the dying rise from the city, and the souls of the wounded cry out for help. But God charges no one with wrongdoing.
"There are those who rebel against the light, who do not know its ways or stay in its paths.
When daylight is gone, the murderer rises up and kills the poor and needy; in the night he steals forth like a thief.
The eye of the adulterer watches for dusk; he thinks, 'No eye will see me,' and he keeps his face concealed.
In the dark, men break into houses, but by day they shut themselves in; they want nothing to do with the light.
For all of them, deep darkness is their morning; they make friends with the terrors of darkness.
"Yet they are foam on the surface of the water; their portion of the land is cursed, so that no one goes to the vineyards.
As heat and drought snatch away the melted snow, so the grave snatches away those who have sinned.
The womb forgets them, the worm feasts on them; evil men are no longer remembered but are broken like a tree.
They prey on the barren and childless woman, and to the widow show no kindness.
But God drags away the mighty by his power; though they become established, they have no assurance of life.
He may let them rest in a feeling of security, but his eyes are on their ways.
For a little while they are exalted, and then they are gone; they are brought low and gathered up like all others; they are cut off like heads of grain.
"If this is not so, who can prove me false and reduce my words to nothing?"
Then Bildad the Shuhite replied:
"Dominion and awe belong to God; he establishes order in the heights of heaven.
Can his forces be numbered? Upon whom does his light not rise?
How then can a man be righteous before God? How can one born of woman be pure?
If even the moon is not bright and the stars are not pure in his eyes,
how much less man, who is but a maggot-- a son of man, who is only a worm!"
Then Job replied:
"How you have helped the powerless! How you have saved the arm that is feeble!
What advice you have offered to one without wisdom! And what great insight you have displayed!
Who has helped you utter these words? And whose spirit spoke from your mouth?
"The dead are in deep anguish, those beneath the waters and all that live in them.
Death is naked before God; Destruction lies uncovered.
He spreads out the northern [skies] over empty space; he suspends the earth over nothing.
He wraps up the waters in his clouds, yet the clouds do not burst under their weight.
He covers the face of the full moon, spreading his clouds over it.
He marks out the horizon on the face of the waters for a boundary between light and darkness.
The pillars of the heavens quake, aghast at his rebuke.
By his power he churned up the sea; by his wisdom he cut Rahab to pieces.
By his breath the skies became fair; his hand pierced the gliding serpent.
And these are but the outer fringe of his works; how faint the whisper we hear of him! Who then can understand the thunder of his power?"
And Job continued his discourse:
"As surely as God lives, who has denied me justice, the Almighty, who has made me taste bitterness of soul,
as long as I have life within me, the breath of God in my nostrils,
my lips will not speak wickedness, and my tongue will utter no deceit.
I will never admit you are in the right; till I die, I will not deny my integrity.
I will maintain my righteousness and never let go of it; my conscience will not reproach me as long as I live.
"May my enemies be like the wicked, my adversaries like the unjust!
For what hope has the godless when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?
Does God listen to his cry when distress comes upon him?
Will he find delight in the Almighty? Will he call upon God at all times?
"I will teach you about the power of God; the ways of the Almighty I will not conceal.