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 1 And Job continued taking up his parable, and said,  2 As God liveth, who hath removed justice from me; and by the Almighty, who hath embittered my soul:  3 All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;  4 Shall my lips not speak any wrong, nor shall my tongue utter deceit.  5 Far be it from me that I should justify you; till I depart hence will I not allow [any one] to take my integrity away from me.  6 I have laid fast hold on my righteousness, and I will not let it go: my heart shall not reproach me [for my conduct] during all my life.  7 Like the wicked is [therefore] my enemy, and he that riseth up against me like a wrong-doer.  8 For what is the hope of the hypocrite, when he hath gained unjust wealth, when God casteth forth his soul?  9 Will God hear his cry, when distress cometh upon him?  10 Or can he find delight in the Almighty? can he call on God at all times?  11 I will instruct you concerning what is in the hand of God: [the way] which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.  12 Lo! ye yourselves have all beheld it: why is it then that ye deal in such vanities?  13 This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the portion of tyrants, which they shall receive from the Almighty.  14 If his children be multiplied, it is only for the sword; and his offspring will not be satisfied with bread.  15 Those of his that are left to escape will be buried by death; and his widows will not be able to weep.  16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare garments [as plentifully] as the clay:  17 He may prepare, but the righteous will clothe himself [therewith], and the silver the innocent will divide.  18 He buildeth his house like the moth, and like a hut that a keeper hath made.  19 Rich will he lie down, but will not be gathered [into the grave]: one openeth his eyes, and he is no more.  20 Like a flood will terror overtake him, in the night a tempest will steal him away.  21 The east wind will lift him up, and he must be gone; and it hurleth him like a storm out of his place.  22 And [God] will cast [evil] upon him, and bare no pity: out of his hand [his wealth] will surely escape.  23 Men will clap their hands over him, and will hiss after him out of his place.