1: Then Job answered and said, 2: Of a truth I know that it is so: But how can man be just with God? 3: If he be pleased to contend with him, He cannot answer him one of a thousand. 4: [He is] wise in heart, and mighty in strength: Who hath hardened himself against him, and prospered?- 5: [Him] that removeth the mountains, and they know it not, When he overturneth them in his anger; 6: That shaketh the earth out of its place, And the pillars thereof tremble; 7: That commandeth the sun, and it riseth not, And sealeth up the stars; 8: That alone stretcheth out the heavens, And treadeth upon the waves of the sea; 9: That maketh the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades, And the chambers of the south; 10: That doeth great things past finding out, Yea, marvellous things without number. 11: Lo, he goeth by me, and I see him not: He passeth on also, but I perceive him not. 12: Behold, he seizeth [the prey], who can hinder him? Who will say unto him, What doest thou? 13: God will not withdraw his anger; The helpers of Rahab do stoop under him. 14: How much less shall I answer him, And choose out my words [to reason] with him? 15: Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer; I would make supplication to my judge. 16: If I had called, and he had answered me, Yet would I not believe that he hearkened unto my voice. 17: For he breaketh me with a tempest, And multiplieth my wounds without cause. 18: He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness. 19: If [we speak] of strength, lo, [he is] mighty! And if of justice, Who, [saith he], will summon me? 20: Though I be righteous, mine own mouth shall condemn me: Though I be perfect, it shall prove me perverse. 21: I am perfect; I regard not myself; I despise my life. 22: It is all one; therefore I say, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked. 23: If the scourge slay suddenly, He will mock at the trial of the innocent. 24: The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He covereth the faces of the judges thereof: If [it be] not [he], who then is it? 25: Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good, 26: They are passed away as the swift ships; As the eagle that swoopeth on the prey. 27: If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer; 28: I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent. 29: I shall be condemned; Why then do I labor in vain? 30: If I wash myself with snow water, And make my hands never so clean; 31: Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me. 32: For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, That we should come together in judgment. 33: There is no umpire betwixt us, That might lay his hand upon us both. 34: Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid: 35: Then would I speak, and not fear him; For I am not so in myself.