### Young's Literal Translation

Job 31

## The Book of Job

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| # Chapter 32
| And these three men cease from answering Job, for he [is] righteous in his own eyes,
| and burn doth the anger of Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite, of the family of Ram; against Job hath his anger burned, because of his justifying himself more than God;
| and against his three friends hath his anger burned, because that they have not found an answer, and condemn Job.
| And Elihu hath waited earnestly beside Job with words, for they are older than he in days.
| And Elihu seeth that there is no answer in the mouth of the three men, and his anger burneth.
| And Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite answereth and saith: -- Young I [am] in days, and ye [are] age Therefore I have feared, And am afraid of shewing you my opinion.
| I said: Days do speak, And multitude of years teach wisdom.
| Surely a spirit is in man, And the breath of the Mighty One Doth cause them to understand.
| The multitude are not wise, Nor do the aged understand judgment.
| Therefore I have said: Hearken to me, I do shew my opinion -- even I.
| Lo, I have waited for your words, I give ear unto your reasons, Till ye search out sayings.
| And unto you I attend, And lo, there is no reasoner for Job, [Or] answerer of his sayings among you.
| Lest ye say, We have found wisdom, God doth thrust him away, not man.
| And he hath not set in array words for me, And with your sayings I do not answer him.
| (They have broken down, They have not answered again, They removed from themselves words.
| And I have waited, but they do not speak, For they have stood still, They have not answered any more.)
| I answer, even I -- my share, I shew my opinion -- even I.
| For I have been full of words, Distressed me hath the spirit of my breast,
| Lo, my breast [is] as wine not opened, Like new bottles it is broken up.
| I speak, and there is refreshment to me, I open my lips and answer.
| Let me not, I pray you, accept the face of any, Nor unto man give flattering titles,
| For I have not known to give flattering titles, In a little doth my Maker take me away.

Job 33

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