1 Then Job answered and said,

2 Even to-day is my complaint rebellious:

My stroke is heavier than my groaning.

3 Oh that I knew where I might find him!

That I might come even to his seat!

4 I would set my cause in order before him,

And fill my mouth with arguments.

5 I would know the words which he would answer me,

And understand what he would say unto me.

6 Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power?

Nay; but he would give heed unto me.

7 There the upright might reason with him;

So should I be delivered for ever from my judge.

8 Behold, I go forward, but he is not there;

And backward, but I cannot perceive him;

9 On the left hand, when he doth work, but I cannot behold him;

He hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him.

10 But he knoweth the way that I take;

When he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.

11 My foot hath held fast to his steps;

His way have I kept, and turned not aside.

12 I have not gone back from the commandment of his lips;

I have treasured up the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.

13 But he is in one mind, and who can turn him?

And what his soul desireth, even that he doeth.

14 For he performeth that which is appointed for me:

And many such things are with him.

15 Therefore am I terrified at his presence;

When I consider, I am afraid of him.

16 For God hath made my heart faint,

And the Almighty hath terrified me;

17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness,

Neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.

1 Y RESPONDIO Job, y dijo:

2 Hoy también hablaré con amargura; Que es más grave mi llaga que mi gemido.

3 Quién me diera el saber dónde hallar á Dios! Yo iría hasta su silla.

4 Ordenaría juicio delante de él, Y henchiría mi boca de argumentos.

5 Yo sabría lo que él me respondería, Y entendería lo que me dijese.

6 ¿Pleitearía conmigo con grandeza de fuerza? No: antes él la pondría en mí.

7 Allí el justo razonaría con él: Y escaparía para siempre de mi juez.

8 He aquí yo iré al oriente, y no lo hallaré; Y al occidente, y no lo percibiré:

9 Si al norte él obrare, yo no lo veré; Al mediodía se esconderá, y no lo veré.

10 Mas él conoció mi camino: Probaráme, y saldré como oro.

11 Mis pies tomaron su rastro; Guardé su camino, y no me aparté.

12 Del mandamiento de sus labios nunca me separé; Guardé las palabras de su boca más que mi comida.

13 Empero si él se determina en una cosa, ¿quién lo apartará? Su alma deseó, é hizo.

14 El pues acabará lo que ha determinado de mí: Y muchas cosas como estas hay en él.

15 Por lo cual yo me espanto en su presencia: Consideraré, y temerélo.

16 Dios ha enervado mi corazón, Y hame turbado el Omnipotente.

17 ¿Por qué no fuí yo cortado delante de las tinieblas, Y cubrió con oscuridad mi rostro?