JPS Tanakh 1917
1Then Job answered and said:
2I have heard many such things;
Sorry comforters are ye all.
3Shall windy words have an end?
Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
4I also could speak as ye do;
If your soul were in my soul’s stead,
I could join words together against you,
And shake my head at you.
5I would strengthen you with my mouth,
And the moving of my lips would assuage your grief.
6Though I speak, my pain is not assuaged;
And though I forbear, what am I eased?
7But now He hath made me weary;
Thou hast made desolate all my company.
8And Thou hast shrivelled me up, which is a witness against me;
And my leanness riseth up against me, it testifieth to my face.
9He hath torn me in His wrath, and hated me;
He hath gnashed upon me with His teeth;
Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10They have gaped upon me with their mouth;
They have smitten me upon the cheek scornfully;
They gather themselves together against me.
11God delivereth me to the ungodly,
And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
12I was at ease, and He broke me asunder;
Yea, He hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces;
He hath also set me up for His mark.
13His archers compass me round about,
He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare;
He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14He breaketh me with breach upon breach;
He runneth upon me like a giant.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin,
And have laid my horn in the dust.
16My face is reddened with weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17Although there is no violence in my hands,
And my prayer is pure.
18O earth, cover not thou my blood,
And let my cry have no resting-place.
19Even now, behold, my Witness is in heaven,
And He that testifieth of me is on high.
20Mine inward thoughts are my intercessors,
Mine eye poureth out tears unto God;
21That He would set aright a man contending with God,
As a son of man setteth aright his neighbour!
22For the years that are few are coming on,
And I shall go the way whence I shall not return.