1Job fortsatte:2„Jeg sværger ved den levende, almægtige Gud, som har gjort mig uret og forbitret mit liv,3at så længe jeg lever her på jorden, så længe jeg endnu trækker vejret,4skal intet ondt ord komme over mine læber, ingen løgn skal udgå fra min mund!5Jeg vil aldrig give jer ret i jeres beskyldninger, til min dødsdag vil jeg hævde min uskyld.6Jeg er uden skyld, og det holder jeg fast ved. Min samvittighed er ren, og det har den altid været.
De gudløse straffes
7Må mine fjender blive straffet som de gudløse, de er, mine modstandere dele skæbne med de onde.8Hvad håb er der for de onde, når Gud gør ende på deres liv?9Mon Gud hører deres skrig, når de råber om hjælp?10De oplever ikke glæden ved at kende den Almægtige, de kommer ikke dagligt til ham i bøn.11Lad mig fortælle jer om Guds kraft og indvi jer i den Almægtiges tanker.12Ja, egentlig burde I vide det i forvejen, men hvorfor kommer I så med jeres tomme ord?13Hør her hvilken skæbne, der venter de onde, hvilken straf de får fra den Almægtige:14Uanset hvor mange børn, de har, vil de fleste dø i krig eller sulte ihjel.15De overlevende bliver bragt i graven af sygdom, end ikke deres enker vil begræde dem.16Selv om de gudløse kan have penge som skidt og kostbare klæder i kassevis,17bliver det de retskafne, som overtager rigdommen, de retsindige, som går rundt i de kostbare klæder.18De gudløses huse er som skrøbelige spindelvæv, som læskure, en hyrde har flikket sammen på marken.19De kan være stenrige, når de går i seng om aftenen, og vågne ludfattige om morgenen.20Pludselig rammes de af forfærdelige rædsler, ulykken kommer over dem som en hvirvelvind.21De mister alt, hvad de ejer, som havde en storm blæst dem ud i ørkenen.22Ulykken jager dem som en orkan, mens de kæmper for ikke at blive knust.23Den slår kløerne i dem og blæser dem langt bort fra deres hjem.
English Standard Version
Job Continues: I Will Maintain My Integrity
1And Job again took up his discourse, and said:2“As God lives, who has taken away my right, and the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter,3as long as my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils,4my lips will not speak falsehood, and my tongue will not utter deceit.5Far be it from me to say that you are right; till I die I will not put away my integrity from me.6I hold fast my righteousness and will not let it go; my heart does not reproach me for any of my days.7“Let my enemy be as the wicked, and let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous.8For what is the hope of the godless when God cuts him off, when God takes away his life?9Will God hear his cry when distress comes upon him?10Will he take delight in the Almighty? Will he call upon God at all times?11I will teach you concerning the hand of God; what is with the Almighty I will not conceal.12Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; why then have you become altogether vain?13“This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the heritage that oppressors receive from the Almighty:14If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword, and his descendants have not enough bread.15Those who survive him the pestilence buries, and his widows do not weep.16Though he heap up silver like dust, and pile up clothing like clay,17he may pile it up, but the righteous will wear it, and the innocent will divide the silver.18He builds his house like a moth’s, like a booth that a watchman makes.19He goes to bed rich, but will do so no more; he opens his eyes, and his wealth is gone.20Terrors overtake him like a flood; in the night a whirlwind carries him off.21The east wind lifts him up and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.22It* hurls at him without pity; he flees from its* power in headlong flight.23It claps its hands at him and hisses at him from its place.
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