¹ Then responded Job, and said:—

² Even to-day, is my complaint rebellion? His hand, is heavier than my groaning.

³ Oh that I knew where I might find him! I would come even unto his dwelling-place;

⁴ I would set out, before him, a plea, and, my mouth, would I fill with arguments;

⁵ I would note the words wherewith he would respond to me, and would mark what he would say to me.

⁶ Would he, with fulness of might, contend with me? Nay, surely, he, would give heed to me!

⁷ There an upright man, might reason with him, so should I deliver myself completely from my judge.

⁸ Behold! eastward, I go, but he is not there, and, westward, but I perceive him not;

⁹ On the north, where he worketh, but I get no vision, He hideth himself on the south that I cannot see him.

¹⁰ But, he, knoweth the way that I choose, Having tried me, as gold, I shall come forth.

¹¹ Of his steps, my foot taketh hold, His way, have I kept, and not swerved;

¹² The command of his lips, and would not go back, and, in my bosom, have I treasured the words of his lips.

¹³ But, he, is one, and who can turn him? What his soul desired, he hath done.

¹⁴ Surely he will accomplish what is decreed for me, and, many such things, hath he in store.

¹⁵ For this cause, from his presence, am I driven in fear, I diligently consider and am kept back from him in dread:

¹⁶ Yea, GOD, hath made timid my heart, and, the Almighty, hath put me in terror.

¹⁷ Because I was not cut off before the darkness, nor, before my face, did the gloom form a shroud.