YLT - Job - 9

9:1  And Job answereth and saith: --

9:2  Truly I have known that it is so, And what--is man righteous with God?

9:3  If he delight to strive with Him--He doth not answer him one of a thousand.

9:4  Wise in heart and strong in power--Who hath hardened toward Him and is at peace?

9:5  Who is removing mountains, And they have not known, Who hath overturned them in His anger.

9:6  Who is shaking earth from its place, And its pillars move themselves.

9:7  Who is speaking to the sun, and it riseth not, And the stars He sealeth up.

9:8  Stretching out the heavens by Himself, And treading on the heights of the sea,

9:9  Making Osh, Kesil, and Kimah, And the inner chambers of the south.

9:10  Doing great things till there is no searching, And wonderful, till there is no numbering.

9:11  Lo, He goeth over by me, and I see not, And He passeth on, and I attend not to it.

9:12  Lo, He snatches away, who bringeth it back? Who saith unto Him, `What dost Thou?'

9:13  God doth not turn back His anger, Under Him bowed have proud helpers.

9:14  How much less do I--I answer Him? Choose out my words with Him?

9:15  Whom, though I were righteous, I answer not, For my judgment I make supplication.

9:16  Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear to my voice.

9:17  Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.

9:18  He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things.

9:19  If of power, lo, the Strong One; And if of judgment--who doth convene me?

9:20  If I be righteous, Mine mouth doth declare me wicked, Perfect I am! --it declareth me perverse.

9:21  Perfect I am! --I know not my soul, I despise my life.

9:22  It is the same thing, therefore I said, `The perfect and the wicked He is consuming.'

9:23  If a scourge doth put to death suddenly, At the trial of the innocent He laugheth.

9:24  Earth hath been given Into the hand of the wicked one. The face of its judges he covereth, If not--where, who is he?

9:25  My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,

9:26  They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food.

9:27  Though I say, `I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!'

9:28  I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me.

9:29  I--I am become wicked; why is this? In vain I labour.

9:30  If I have washed myself with snow-water, And purified with soap my hands,

9:31  Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.

9:32  But if a man like myself--I answer him, We come together into judgment.

9:33  If there were between us an umpire, He doth place his hand on us both.

9:34  He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid,

9:35  I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself.