Job 27
1And Job again took up his parable, and said,
And the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul
And the spirit of God is in my nostrils);
Neither shall my tongue utter deceit.
Till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me.
My heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.
And let him that riseth up against me be as the unrighteous.
When God taketh away his soul?
When trouble cometh upon him?
And call upon God at all times?
That which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.
Why then are ye become altogether vain?
And the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty:
And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.
And his widows shall make no lamentation.
And prepare raiment as the clay;
And the innocent shall divide the silver.
And as a booth which the keeper maketh.
He openeth his eyes, and he is not.
A tempest stealeth him away in the night.
And it sweepeth him out of his place.
He would fain flee out of his hand.
And shall hiss him out of his place.