1 A covenant I made for mine eyes, And what -- do I attend to a virgin?

2 A nd what the portion of God from above? And the inheritance of the Mighty from the heights?

3 I s not calamity to the perverse? And strangeness to workers of iniquity?

4 D oth not He see my ways, And all my steps number?

5 I f I have walked with vanity, And my foot doth hasten to deceit,

6 H e doth weigh me in righteous balances, And God doth know my integrity.

7 I f my step doth turn aside from the way, And after mine eyes hath my heart gone, And to my hands cleaved hath blemish,

8 L et me sow -- and another eat, And my products let be rooted out.

9 I f my heart hath been enticed by woman, And by the opening of my neighbour I laid wait,

10 G rind to another let my wife, And over her let others bend.

11 F or it a wicked thing, and a judicial iniquity;

12 F or a fire it, to destruction it consumeth, And among all mine increase doth take root,

13 I f I despise the cause of my man-servant, And of my handmaid, In their contending with me,

14 T hen what do I do when God ariseth? And when He doth inspect, What do I answer Him?

15 D id not He that made me in the womb make him? Yea, prepare us in the womb doth One.

16 I f I withhold from pleasure the poor, And the eyes of the widow do consume,

17 A nd I do eat my morsel by myself, And the orphan hath not eat of it,

18 ( But from my youth He grew up with me as a father, And from the belly of my mother I am led.)

19 I f I see perishing without clothing, And there is no covering to the needy,

20 I f his loins have not blessed me, And from the fleece of my sheep He doth not warm himself,

21 I f I have waved at the fatherless my hand, When I see in the gate of my court,

22 M y shoulder from its blade let fall, And mine arm from the bone be broken.

23 F or a dread unto me calamity God, And because of His excellency I am not able.

24 I f I have made gold my confidence, And to the pure gold have said, `My trust,'

25 I f I rejoice because great my wealth, And because abundance hath my hand found,

26 I f I see the light when it shineth, And the precious moon walking,

27 A nd my heart is enticed in secret, And my hand doth kiss my mouth,

28 I t also a judicial iniquity, For I had lied to God above.

29 I f I rejoice at the ruin of my hater, And stirred up myself when evil found him,

30 Y ea, I have not suffered my mouth to sin, To ask with an oath his life.

31 I f not -- say ye, O men of my tent, `O that we had of his flesh, we are not satisfied.'

32 I n the street doth not lodge a stranger, My doors to the traveller I open.

33 I f I have covered as Adam my transgressions, To hide in my bosom mine iniquity,

34 B ecause I fear a great multitude, And the contempt of families doth affright me, Then I am silent, I go not out of the opening.

35 W ho giveth to me a hearing? lo, my mark. The Mighty One doth answer me, And a bill hath mine adversary written.

36 I f not -- on my shoulder I take it up, I bind it a crown on myself.

37 T he number of my steps I tell Him, As a leader I approach Him.

38 I f against me my land doth cry out, And together its furrows weep,

39 I f its strength I consumed without money, And the life of its possessors, I have caused to breathe out,

40 I nstead of wheat let a thorn go forth, And instead of barley a useless weed! The words of Job are finished.