[1] Job again took up his parable, and said, [2] "As God lives, who has taken away my right, The Almighty, who has made my soul bitter. [3] (For the length of my life is still in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils); [4] Surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness, Neither shall my tongue utter deceit. [5] Far be it from me that I should justify you. Until I die I will not put away my integrity from me. [6] I hold fast to my righteousness, and will not let it go. My heart shall not reproach me so long as I live. [7] "Let my enemy be as the wicked, Let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous. [8] For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, When God takes away his life? [9] Will God hear his cry, When trouble comes on him? [10] Will he delight himself in the Almighty, And call on God at all times? [11] I will teach you about the hand of God. That which is with the Almighty will I not conceal. [12] Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; Why then have you become altogether vain? [13] "This is the portion of a wicked man with God, The heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty. [14] If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword. His offspring shall not be satisfied with bread. [15] Those who remain of him shall be buried in death. His widows shall make no lamentation. [16] Though he heap up silver as the dust, And prepare clothing as the clay; [17] He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, And the innocent shall divide the silver. [18] He builds his house as the moth, As a booth which the watchman makes. [19] He lies down rich, but he shall not do so again. He opens his eyes, and he is not. [20] Terrors overtake him like waters; A tempest steals him away in the night. [21] The east wind carries him away, and he departs; It sweeps him out of his place. [22] For it hurls at him, and does not spare, As he flees away from his hand. [23] Men shall clap their hands at him, And shall hiss him out of his place.