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OEB JOB Chapter 9

JOB 9 ©

ThenJob answered and said:

2Yes, truly: I know it is so:

But with God how can man urge his right?

3Should He choose to contend against him,

He could answer not one in a thousand.

4Wise-hearted and strong as He is,

Who hath ever successfully braved Him?

5Mountains He moves without effort,

He turns them about in His anger.

6He shaketh the earth from her place,

And maketh her pillars shudder.

7He speaks to the sun, and it shines not;

He setteth a seal on the stars.

8He strecheth the heavens all alone;

He treadeth the heights of the sea.

9He maketh the Bear and Orion.

The Pleiades and the southern chambers.

10He doeth great things and unsearchable,

Marvellous things without number.

11Lo! He passes me by all unseen;

Sweeps past – but I cannot perceive Him.

12He seizeth, and who can prevent Him?

Who dare ask Him, "What doest Thou?"

13God will not withdraw His anger;

The helpers of Rahab stooped under Him:

14How much less can I give Him answer,

And choose out my words against Him?

15Were I right, I could give Him no answer,

But needs must entreat my Judge.

16If I called, He would give me no answer;

I cannot believe He would listen.

17For He Crushes me in a temptest

With many a wanton wound.

18He suffers me not to take breath,

But with bitterness He fills me.

19Is it question of strength? There He is.

Or of justice? Then who will implead Him?

20Am I right? Still mine own mouth condemns me.

Innocent? He proveth me perverse.

21Innocent I am – but I reck not.

I spurn my life; ’tis all one.

22And therefore it is that I say,

"He destroyeth both guiltless and guilty."

23When the scourge bringeth sudden death,

The despair of the blameless He mocketh.

24He hath given up the earth to the wicked;

He veileth the face of its judges.

If it be not He, who then?

25My days are more swift than a runner,

They flee unillumined by joy.

26They glide like the ships of reed,

Like an eagle that darts on its prey.

27If I vow to forget my plaint

And to wear a bright face for a joyless,

28I shudder at all my pains;

I know Thou wilt not hold me guiltless.

29I then am I infallibly guilty,

So why should I labour in vain?

30For though I wash me with snow,

And cleanse my hands with lye,

31Thou wouldst plunge me then in the mire,

So that even my friends would abhor me.

32Thou art not a man like myself,

That we come into judgment together.

33O for an umpire between us,

To lay his hand on us both!

34Let Him take but His rod from off me,

And affright me no more with His terrors,

35And then I would speak unafraid–

For not such at heart am I.

JOB 9 ©

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