1 A covenant had I made with my eyes: how then should I fix my look on a virgin?
2 And what then would have been my portion of God from above? and what lot of the Almighty from on high?
3 Is not calamity ready for the unjust? and misfortune for the wrongdoers?
4 Behold, he truly seeth my ways, and numbereth all my steps;
5 And knoweth whether I have walked with vain desires, or if my foot hath hastened after deceit.
6 Let him weigh me then in a righteous balance, and let God acknowledge my integrity,
7 If my step have turned aside from the proper way, and my heart have walked after my eyes, and if any blemish have cleaved to my hands:
8 Then let me sow, and let another eat; and let what I have growing be rooted out.
9 If my heart have been beguiled toward a woman, or if I have lain in wait at my neighbors door:
10 Then may my wife labor at the mill for another, and may strangers illuse her;
11 For this would be incest; yea, it would be an iniquity to be punished by the judges;
12 For it would be a fire that consumeth down to the place of corruption, and would root out all my products.
13 If ever I cast aside the justice due to my manservant and my maidservant, when they contended with me:
14 What then could I do when God should rise up? and when he should investigate, what could I answer him?
15 Did not he that made me make him born or a woman? and did not the same one fashion us in the womb?
16 If ever I denied the wish of the indigent, or ever allowed the eyes of the widow to fall in vain hopes;
17 Or if ever I ate my bread by myself alone, and the fatherless did not eat thereof;
18 (For from my youth he was brought up with me, as though we were of one father, and I have guided her as though she was sprung from my mothers womb;)
19 If ever I saw any one perishing for want of clothing, or the needy without covering:
20 If his loins have not blessed me, and if he have not been warmed with the fleece of my sheep;
21 If I have swung my hand against the fatherless, because I saw in the gate those that would help me:
22 Then may my shoulder fall from my shoulderblade, and my arm be broken from the channelbone;
23 For dreaded by me was the calamitous punishment of God, and against his highness I can accomplish nothing.
24 If I have made gold my confidence, or have said to the fine gold, Thou art my trust:
25 If ever I rejoiced because my wealth was abundant, and because my hand had gotten much;
26 If ever I looked at the light of the sun when he shone brightly and on the moon walking in splendor:
27 And my heart became misled in secret, and my hand kissed my mouth:
28 This also were an iniquity to be punished by the judge; for thus would I have denied the God that is above.
29 If ever I rejoiced at the downfall of him that hated me, or was elated when evil befell him;
30 But I suffered not my mouth to sin by denouncing with a curse his soul:
31 If the men of my tent said not, Oh is there one that is not satisfied of his flesh;
32 In the street a stranger had not to lodge; my doors I held open to the roadside;
33 If I covered up my transgressions like a common man, by hiding in my bosom my iniquity;
34 Because I dreaded the great multitude, or because the contempt of families did terrify me, so that I kept silence, and dared not to go out of the door;
35 Oh who will bring me one that would hear me! behold, here is my plea; may the Almighty answer me; and any record which my opponent may have written,
36 Surely upon my shoulder would I carry it: I would bind it as a crown unto me.
37 The number of my steps would I tell him: as to a prince would I go near unto him.
38 If my land ever cried out because of me, or if its furrows wept together;
39 If I ever consumed its strength without payment, or caused the soul of its owners to grieve:
40 Then may instead of wheat, thorns come forth, and instead of barley, cockle. (Here end the words of Job.)