Job 27

Job again took up his parable, and said,

the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter

and the spirit of God is in my nostrils);

neither will my tongue utter deceit.

Until I die I will not put away my integrity from me.

My heart will not reproach me so long as I live.

Let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous.

For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?

Will God hear his cry when trouble comes on him?

and call on God at all times?

I will not conceal that which is with the Almighty.

why then have you become altogether vain?

the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty.

His offspring will not be satisfied with bread.

His widows will make no lamentation.

and prepare clothing as the clay;

and the innocent will divide the silver.

as a booth which the watchman makes.

He opens his eyes, and he is not.

A storm steals him away in the night.

It sweeps him out of his place.

as he flees away from his hand.

and will hiss him out of his place.