27:1 And Job took up his discourse again:
27:2 “As surely as God lives,
the Almighty, who has made my life bitter
27:3 for while
and the breath from God is in my nostrils,
27:4 my
and my tongue will whisper
27:5 I will never
until I die, I will not set aside my integrity!
27:6 I will maintain my righteousness
and never let it go;
my conscience
for as long as I live.
27:7 “May my enemy be like the wicked,
my adversary
27:8 For what hope does the godless have when he is cut off,
when God takes away his life?
27:9 Does God listen to his cry
when distress overtakes him?