But I haven’t harmed anyone. My prayers to God are pure.

我的手中却无强暴；我的祈祷也是清洁。

我的手中却没有暴力，我的祈祷也是纯洁的。

我的手中却没有暴力，我的祈祷也是纯洁的。

但我未行残暴之事，我的祷告纯真。

然而在我的手中没有强暴，我的祷告也是清洁的。

我的手中卻無強暴；我的祈禱也是清潔。

我的手中卻沒有暴力，我的祈禱也是純潔的。

我的手中卻沒有暴力，我的祈禱也是純潔的。

但我未行殘暴之事，我的禱告純真。

然而在我的手中沒有強暴，我的禱告也是清潔的。

儘管我手中沒有強暴，儘管我的祈禱只是純潔。

然我手無虐、我禱維潔、

然我行無不義、祈無不誠。

然我之手無不義、我之祈禱無不誠、誠原文作清潔

yet my hands have been free of violence and my prayer is pure.

although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.

Yet I have done no wrong, and my prayer is pure.

although my hands are free from violence and my prayer is pure.

Although there is no violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure.

Although no violence is in my hands, And my prayer is pure.

Although there is no violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure.

although my hands are free from violence and my prayer is pure.

Not for[ any] injustice in mine hands: also my prayer[ is] pure.

although there is no violence in my hands and my prayer is pure.

Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.

The Lord hates the sacrifice of sinful people. But the prayers of honest people please him.

“ I made an agreement with my eyes. I promised not to look at a young woman with impure thoughts.What do we receive from God above? What do we get from the Mighty One in heaven?Sinful people are destroyed. Trouble comes to those who do what is wrong.Doesn’t God see how I live? Doesn’t he count every step I take?“ I haven’t told any lies. My feet haven’t hurried to cheat others.So let God weigh me in honest scales. Then he’ll know I haven’t done anything wrong.Suppose my steps have turned away from the right path. Suppose my heart has wanted what my eyes have seen. Or suppose my hands have become‘ unclean.’Then may others eat what I’ve planted. May my crops be pulled up by the roots.“ Suppose my heart has been tempted by a woman. Or suppose I’ve prowled around my neighbor’s home.Then may my wife grind another man’s grain. May other men sleep with her.Wanting another woman would have been an evil thing. It would have been a sin that should be judged.It’s like a fire that burns down to the grave. It would have caused my crops to be pulled up by the roots.“ Suppose I haven’t treated any of my male and female servants fairly when they’ve brought charges against me.Then what will I do when God opposes me? What answer will I give him when he asks me to explain myself?Didn’t he who made me make my servants also? Didn’t the same God form us inside our mothers?“ I haven’t said no to what poor people have wanted. I haven’t let widows lose their hope.I haven’t kept my bread to myself. I’ve shared it with children whose fathers had died.From the time I was young, I’ve helped those widows. I’ve raised those children as a father would.Suppose I’ve seen people dying because they didn’t have enough clothes. I’ve seen needy people who didn’t have enough to keep warm.And they didn’t give me their blessing when I warmed them with wool from my sheep.Suppose I’ve raised my hand against children whose fathers have died. And I did it because I knew I had power in the courts.Then let my arm fall from my shoulder. Let it be broken off at the joint.I was afraid God would destroy me. His glory terrifies me. So I’d never do things like that.“ Suppose I’ve put my trust in gold. I’ve said to pure gold,‘ You make me feel secure.’And I’m happy because I’m so wealthy. I’m glad because my hands have earned so much.Suppose I’ve worshiped the sun in all its glory. I’ve bowed down to the moon in all its beauty.My heart has been secretly tempted. My hand has thrown kisses to the sun and moon.Then these things would have been sins that should be judged. And I wouldn’t have been faithful to God in heaven.“ I wasn’t happy when hard times came to my enemies. I didn’t enjoy seeing the trouble they had.I didn’t allow my mouth to sin by asking for bad things to happen to them.The workers in my house always said,‘ Job always gives plenty of food to everyone.’No stranger ever had to spend the night in the street. My door was always open to travelers.I didn’t hide my sin as other people do. I didn’t hide my guilt in my heart.I was never afraid of the crowd. I never worried that my relatives might hate me. I didn’t have to keep quiet or stay inside.“ I wish someone would listen to me! I’m signing my name to everything I’ve said. I hope the Mighty One will give me his answer. I hope the one who brings charges against me will write them down.I’ll wear them on my shoulder. I’ll put them on my head like a crown.I’ll give that person a report of every step I take. I’ll present it to him like I would to a ruler.“ Suppose my land cries out against me. And all its soil is wet with tears.Suppose I’ve used up its crops without paying for them. Or I’ve broken the spirit of its renters.Then let thorns grow instead of wheat. Let stinkweed come up instead of barley.” The words of Job end here.

“ I know exactly what you people are thinking. I know you are planning to do bad things to me.You are saying to yourselves,‘ Where is the great man’s house now? Where are the tents where his evil family lived?’

Get rid of all the sin you have. Don’t let anything that is evil stay in your tent.

Let people and animals alike be covered with the clothing of sadness. All of you must call out to God with all your hearts. Stop doing what is evil. Don’t harm others.

Lord my God, suppose I have done something wrong. Suppose I am guilty.Or I have done evil to my friend. Or I have robbed my enemy without any reason.Then let my enemy chase me and catch me. Let him stomp me into the ground. Let him bury me in the dust.

All of this happened to us, even though we had not forgotten you. We had not broken the covenant you made with us.Our hearts had not turned away from you. Our feet had not wandered from your path.But you crushed us and left us to the wild dogs. You covered us over with deep darkness.We didn’t forget our God. We didn’t spread out our hands in prayer to a false god.If we had, God would have discovered it. He knows the secrets of our hearts.

So I want the men in every place to pray. I want them to lift up holy hands. I don’t want them to be angry when they pray. I don’t want them to argue.

That’s because I saved poor people who cried out for help. I saved helpless children whose fathers had died.Those who were dying gave me their blessing. I made the hearts of widows sing.I put on a godly life as if it were my clothes. Fairness was my robe and my turban.I was like eyes for those who were blind. I was like feet for those who couldn’t walk.I was like a father to needy people. I stood up for strangers in court.Sinners are like animals that have powerful teeth. But I took from their mouths the people they had caught.

I’ll continue to say I’m right. I’ll never let go of that. I won’t blame myself as long as I live.“ May my enemies suffer like sinful people! May my attackers be punished like those who aren’t fair!

Haven’t you done many evil things? Don’t you sin again and again?You took clothes away from your relatives just because they owed you some money. You left them naked for no reason at all.You didn’t give any water to people who were tired. You held food back from those who were hungry.You did it even though you were honored and powerful. You owned land and lived on it.But you sent widows away without anything. You mistreated children whose fathers had died.

People who are ungodly won’t have any children. Fire will burn up the tents of people who accept money from those who want special favors.

Those people weave their evil plans together like a spider’s web. But the webs they make can’t be used as clothes. They can’t cover themselves with what they make. Their acts are evil. They do things to harm others.

Sinful people always suffer pain. Mean people suffer all their lives.

If I had enjoyed having sin in my heart, the Lord would not have listened.But God has surely listened. He has heard my prayer.

But seek God with all your heart. Make your appeal to the Mighty One.Be pure and honest. And he will rise up and help you now. He’ll give you everything you had before.