Lust

¹I’ve made a covenant with my eyes;

how could I look at a virgin?

²What is God’s portion for me from above,[#31.2 Heb lacks]

the Almighty’s inheritance from on high?

³Isn’t it disaster for the wicked,

destruction for workers of iniquity?

⁴Doesn’t he see my ways,

count all my steps?

Deceit

⁵If I have walked with frauds

⁶let him weigh me on accurate scales;

⁷If my step has turned from the way,

⁸then let me sow and another reap;

Adultery

⁹If my heart has been drawn to a woman

¹⁰then may my wife grind for another

¹¹for that’s a crime;

¹²indeed, it’s a fire that consumes to the underworld,[#31.12 Heb Abaddon]

Slaves

¹³If I’ve rejected the just cause of my male or female servant

¹⁴what could I do when God rises;

¹⁵Didn’t the one who made me in the belly make them;

didn’t the same one fashion us in the womb?

The defenseless

¹⁶If I have denied what the poor wanted,

¹⁷eaten my morsel alone,

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¹⁸for from my youth I raised the orphan as a father,

¹⁹if I ever saw someone dying without clothes, the needy naked;

²⁰if they haven’t blessed me fervently,[#31.20 Or his loins]

²¹if I have lifted my hand against the orphans,

²²may my arm fall from my shoulder,

²³for God’s calamity is terror to me;

False worship

²⁴If I’ve made gold my trust,

²⁵if I’ve rejoiced because my wealth was great,

²⁶if I’ve looked at the sun when it shone,

²⁷and my mind has been secretly enticed,

²⁸that also is a punishable offense,

Others' misfortune

²⁹If I have rejoiced over my foes’ ruin

³⁰I didn’t let my mouth sin

³¹Surely those in my tent never said:

“Who has been filled by Job’s food?”

³²A stranger didn’t spend the night in the street;

I opened my doors to the road.

Concealing sin

³³If I have hidden my transgressions like Adam,[#31.33 Or like a human]

³⁴because I feared the large crowd;

I was quiet and didn’t venture outside.

Sealing the solemn pledge

³⁵Oh, that I had someone to hear me!

Here’s my signature;

let the Almighty respond,

and let my accuser write an indictment.

³⁶Surely I would bear it on my shoulder,

tie it around me like a wreath.

³⁷I would give him an account of my steps,

approach him like a prince.

Abuse of the land

³⁸If my land has cried out against me,

its rows wept together;

³⁹if I have eaten its yield without payment

⁴⁰may briars grow instead of wheat,

Job’s words are complete.