1 Then Job replied:
his handa is heavy in spite ofb my groaning.
if only I could go to his dwelling!
and fill my mouth with arguments.
and consider what he would say to me.
No, he would not press charges against me.
and there I would be delivered forever from my judge.
if I go to the west, I do not find him.
when he turns to the south, I catch no glimpse of him.
when he has tested me, I will come forth as gold.
I have kept to his way without turning aside.
I have treasured the words of his mouth more than my daily bread.
He does whatever he pleases.
and many such plans he still has in store.
when I think of all this, I fear him.
the Almighty has terrified me.
by the thick darkness that covers my face.