Post by 1Jy3qV…qp6t

If like Adam I have covered my transgressions, By hiding mine iniquity in my bosom,

If I have withheld the poor from `their' desire, Or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail,

(Let me be weighed in an even balance, That God may know mine integrity);

If I have lifted up my hand against the fatherless, Because I saw my help in the gate:

Or have eaten my morsel alone, And the fatherless hath not eaten thereof;

If I have walked with falsehood, And my foot hath hasted to deceit;

For it is a fire that consumeth unto Destruction, And would root out all mine increase.

(The sojourner hath not lodged in the street; But I have opened my doors to the traveller);

For that were a heinous crime; Yea, it were an iniquity to be punished by the judges:

Did not he that made me in the womb make him? And did not one fashion us in the womb?

If my step hath turned out of the way, And my heart walked after mine eyes, And if any spot hath cleaved to my hands:

If I have despised the cause of my man-servant or of my maid-servant, When they contended with me;

Is it not calamity to the unrighteous, And disaster to the workers of iniquity?

And my heart hath been secretly enticed, And my mouth hath kissed my hand:

Then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder-blade, And mine arm be broken from the bone.

(Yea, I have not suffered by mouth to sin By asking his life with a curse);

If I have rejoiced because my wealth was great, And because my hand had gotten much;

For what is the portion from God above, And the heritage from the Almighty on high?

If I have rejoiced at the destruction of him that hated me, Or lifted up myself when evil found him;

What then shall I do when God riseth up? And when he visiteth, what shall I answer him?

(Nay, from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, And her have I guided from my mother's womb);

Then let my wife grind unto another, And let others bow down upon her.

If I have made gold my hope, And have said to the fine gold, `Thou art' my confidence;

Surely I would carry it upon my shoulder; I would bind it unto me as a crown:

Let thistles grow instead of wheat, And cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended.

If my land crieth out against me, And the furrows thereof weep together;

Oh that I had one to hear me! (Lo, here is my signature, let the Almighty answer me); And `that I had' the indictment which mine adversary hath written!

If I have eaten the fruits thereof without money, Or have caused the owners thereof to lose their life:

I would declare unto him the number of my steps; As a prince would I go near unto him.

Because I feared the great multitude, And the contempt of families terrified me, So that I kept silence, and went not out of the door-