Job (The Book of )



Job, Chapter 31


"I have made a covenant with my eyes; how then could I look upon a virgin?


What would be my portion from God above, and my heritage from the Almighty on high?

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Does not calamity befall the unrighteous, and disaster the workers of iniquity?

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Does he not see my ways, and number all my steps?


"If I have walked with falsehood, and my foot has hurried to deceit--

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let me be weighed in a just balance, and let God know my integrity!--


if my step has turned aside from the way, and my heart has followed my eyes, and if any spot has clung to my hands;


then let me sow, and another eat; and let what grows for me be rooted out.

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"If my heart has been enticed by a woman, and I have lain in wait at my neighbor's door;

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then let my wife grind for another, and let other men kneel over her.

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For that would be a heinous crime; that would be a criminal offense;

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for that would be a fire consuming down to Abaddon, and it would burn to the root all my harvest.


"If I have rejected the cause of my male or female slaves, when they brought a complaint against me;

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what then shall I do when God rises up? When he makes inquiry, what shall I answer him?

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Did not he who made me in the womb make them? And did not one fashion us in the womb?


"If I have withheld anything that the poor desired, or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail,

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or have eaten my morsel alone, and the orphan has not eaten from it--

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for from my youth I reared the orphan like a father, and from my mother's womb I guided the widow--

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if I have seen anyone perish for lack of clothing, or a poor person without covering,


whose loins have not blessed me, and who was not warmed with the fleece of my sheep;

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if I have raised my hand against the orphan, because I saw I had supporters at the gate;

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then let my shoulder blade fall from my shoulder, and let my arm be broken from its socket.

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For I was in terror of calamity from God, and I could not have faced his majesty.

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"If I have made gold my trust, or called fine gold my confidence;

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if I have rejoiced because my wealth was great, or because my hand had gotten much;

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if I have looked at the sun when it shone, or the moon moving in splendor,


and my heart has been secretly enticed, and my mouth has kissed my hand;

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this also would be an iniquity to be punished by the judges, for I should have been false to God above.


"If I have rejoiced at the ruin of those who hated me, or exulted when evil overtook them--

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I have not let my mouth sin by asking for their lives with a curse--


if those of my tent ever said, 'O that we might be sated with his flesh!' --


the stranger has not lodged in the street; I have opened my doors to the traveler--


if I have concealed my transgressions as others do, by hiding my iniquity in my bosom,


because I stood in great fear of the multitude, and the contempt of families terrified me, so that I kept silence, and did not go out of doors--


Oh, that I had one to hear me! (Here is my signature! let the Almighty answer me!) Oh, that I had the indictment written by my adversary!


Surely I would carry it on my shoulder; I would bind it on me like a crown;

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I would give him an account of all my steps; like a prince I would approach him.

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"If my land has cried out against me, and its furrows have wept together;

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if I have eaten its yield without payment, and caused the death of its owners;

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let thorns grow instead of wheat, and foul weeds instead of barley." The words of Job are ended.

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