1898 Young's Literal Translation (YLT)

Job 9

1 Job, acknowledging God's justice, sheweth there is no contending with him. 22 Man's innocency is not to be condemned by afflictions.

 9:1 ¶ And Job answereth and saith:—

 9:2 Truly I have known that [it is] so, And what—is man righteous with God?

 9:3 If he delight to strive with Him—He doth not answer him one of a thousand.

 9:4 Wise in heart and strong in power—Who hath hardened toward Him and is at peace?

 9:5 Who is removing mountains, And they have not known, Who hath overturned them in His anger.

 9:6 Who is shaking earth from its place, And its pillars move themselves.

 9:7 Who is speaking to the sun, and it riseth not, And the stars He sealeth up.

 9:8 Stretching out the heavens by Himself, And treading on the heights of the sea,

 9:9 Making Osh, Kesil, and Kimah, And the inner chambers of the south.

 9:10 Doing great things till there is no searching, And wonderful, till there is no numbering.

 9:11 Lo, He goeth over by me, and I see not, And He passeth on, and I attend not to it.

 9:12 Lo, He snatches away, who bringeth it back? Who saith unto Him, 'What dost Thou?'

 9:13 God doth not turn back His anger, Under Him bowed have proud helpers.

 9:14 How much less do I—I answer Him? Choose out my words with Him?

 9:15 Whom, though I were righteous, I answer not, For my judgment I make supplication.

 9:16 Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear [to] my voice.

 9:17 Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.

 9:18 He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things.

 9:19 If of power, lo, the Strong One; And if of judgment—who doth convene me?

 9:20 If I be righteous, Mine mouth doth declare me wicked, Perfect I am!—it declareth me perverse.

 9:21 Perfect I am!—I know not my soul, I despise my life.

 9:22 It is the same thing, therefore I said, 'The perfect and the wicked He is consuming.'

 9:23 If a scourge doth put to death suddenly, At the trial of the innocent He laugheth.

 9:24 Earth hath been given Into the hand of the wicked one. The face of its judges he covereth, If not—where, who [is] he?

 9:25 My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,

 9:26 They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food.

 9:27 Though I say, 'I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!'

 9:28 I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me.

 9:29 I—I am become wicked; why [is] this? [In] vain I labour.

 9:30 If I have washed myself with snow-water, And purified with soap my hands,

 9:31 Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.

 9:32 But if a man like myself—I answer him, We come together into judgment.

 9:33 If there were between us an umpire, He doth place his hand on us both.

 9:34 He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid,

 9:35 I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself.