King James VersionJob23

Job

1 Then Job an­swered and said, 2 Even to day is my com­plaint bit­ter: my stroke is heav­ier than my groan­ing. 3 Oh that I knew where I might find him! that I might come even to his seat! 4 I would or­der my cause be­fore him, and fill my mouth with ar­gu­ments. 5 I would know the words which he would an­swer me, and un­der­stand what he would say unto me. 6 Will he plead against me with his great pow­er? No; but he would put strength in me. 7 There the righ­teous might dis­pute with him; so should I be de­liv­ered for ever from my judge. 8 Be­hold, I go for­ward, but he is not there; and back­ward, but I can­not per­ceive him: 9 On the left hand, where he doth work, but I can­not be­hold him: he hideth him­self on the right hand, that I can­not see him: 10 But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold. 11 My foot hath held his steps, his way have I kept, and not de­clined. 12 Nei­ther have I gone back from the com­mand­ment of his lips; I have es­teemed the words of his mouth more than my nec­es­sary food. 13 But he is in one mind, and who can turn him? and what his soul de­sireth, even that he doeth. 14 For he per­formeth the thing that is ap­point­ed for me: and many such things are with him. 15 There­fore am I trou­bled at his pres­ence: when I con­sid­er, I am afraid of him. 16 For God maketh my heart soft, and the Almighty trou­bleth me: 17 Be­cause I was not cut off be­fore the dark­ness, neither hath he cov­ered the dark­ness from my face.

King James VersionJob23