1898 Young's Literal Translation (YLT)

Job 32

1 Elihu is angry with Job and his three friends. 6 Because wisdom cometh not from age, he excuseth the boldness of his youth. 11 He reproveth them for not satisfying Job. 16 His zeal to speak.

 32:1 ¶ And these three men cease from answering Job, for he [is] righteous in his own eyes,

 32:2 and burn doth the anger of Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite, of the family of Ram; against Job hath his anger burned, because of his justifying himself more than God;

 32:3 and against his three friends hath his anger burned, because that they have not found an answer, and condemn Job.

 32:4 And Elihu hath waited earnestly beside Job with words, for they are older than he in days.

 32:5 And Elihu seeth that there is no answer in the mouth of the three men, and his anger burneth.

 32:6 And Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite answereth and saith:—Young I [am] in days, and ye [are] age Therefore I have feared, And am afraid of shewing you my opinion.

 32:7 I said: Days do speak, And multitude of years teach wisdom.

 32:8 Surely a spirit is in man, And the breath of the Mighty One Doth cause them to understand.

 32:9 The multitude are not wise, Nor do the aged understand judgment.

 32:10 Therefore I have said: Hearken to me, I do shew my opinion—even I.

 32:11 Lo, I have waited for your words, I give ear unto your reasons, Till ye search out sayings.

 32:12 And unto you I attend, And lo, there is no reasoner for Job, [Or] answerer of his sayings among you.

 32:13 Lest ye say, We have found wisdom, God doth thrust him away, not man.

 32:14 And he hath not set in array words for me, And with your sayings I do not answer him.

 32:15 (They have broken down, They have not answered again, They removed from themselves words.

 32:16 And I have waited, but they do not speak, For they have stood still, They have not answered any more.)

 32:17 I answer, even I—my share, I shew my opinion—even I.

 32:18 For I have been full of words, Distressed me hath the spirit of my breast,

 32:19 Lo, my breast [is] as wine not opened, Like new bottles it is broken up.

 32:20 I speak, and there is refreshment to me, I open my lips and answer.

 32:21 Let me not, I pray you, accept the face of any, Nor unto man give flattering titles,

 32:22 For I have not known to give flattering titles, In a little doth my Maker take me away.