translation_id: asv-eng-asv

book_id: JOB

book: Job

reference: Job 9:1

text: Then Job answered and said,


reference: Job 9:2

text: Of a truth I know that it is so: But how can man be just with God?


reference: Job 9:3

text: If he be pleased to contend with him, He cannot answer him one of a thousand.


reference: Job 9:4

text: He is wise in heart, and mighty in strength: Who hath hardened himself against him, and prospered?-


reference: Job 9:5

text: Him that removeth the mountains, and they know it not, When he overturneth them in his anger;


reference: Job 9:6

text: That shaketh the earth out of its place, And the pillars thereof tremble;


reference: Job 9:7

text: That commandeth the sun, and it riseth not, And sealeth up the stars;


reference: Job 9:8

text: That alone stretcheth out the heavens, And treadeth upon the waves of the sea;


reference: Job 9:9

text: That maketh the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades, And the chambers of the south;


text: That doeth great things past finding out, Yea, marvellous things without number.


text: Lo, he goeth by me, and I see him not: He passeth on also, but I perceive him not.


text: Behold, he seizeth the prey, who can hinder him? Who will say unto him, What doest thou?


text: God will not withdraw his anger; The helpers of Rahab do stoop under him.


text: How much less shall I answer him, And choose out my words to reason with him?


text: Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer; I would make supplication to my judge.


text: If I had called, and he had answered me, Yet would I not believe that he hearkened unto my voice.


text: For he breaketh me with a tempest, And multiplieth my wounds without cause.


text: He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness.


text: If we speak of strength, lo, he is mighty! And if of justice, Who, saith he, will summon me?


text: Though I be righteous, mine own mouth shall condemn me: Though I be perfect, it shall prove me perverse.


text: I am perfect; I regard not myself; I despise my life.


text: It is all one; therefore I say, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked.


text: If the scourge slay suddenly, He will mock at the trial of the innocent.


text: The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He covereth the faces of the judges thereof: If it be not he, who then is it?


text: Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good.


text: They are passed away as the swift ships; As the eagle that swoopeth on the prey.


text: If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad countenance, and be of good cheer;


text: I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.


text: I shall be condemned; Why then do I labor in vain?


text: If I wash myself with snow water, And make my hands never so clean;


text: Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me.


text: For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, That we should come together in judgment.


text: There is no umpire betwixt us, That might lay his hand upon us both.


text: Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid:


text: Then would I speak, and not fear him; For I am not so in myself.