^{1 Ref} And these three men cease from answering Job, for he `is' righteous in his own eyes,

^{2 Ref} 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;

^{3 Ref} and against his three friends hath his anger burned, because that they have not found an answer, and condemn Job.

^{4 Ref} And Elihu hath waited earnestly beside Job with words, for they are older than he in days.

^{5 Ref} And Elihu seeth that there is no answer in the mouth of the three men, and his anger burneth.

^{6 Ref} 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.

^{7 Ref} I said: Days do speak, And multitude of years teach wisdom.

^{8 Ref} Surely a spirit is in man, And the breath of the Mighty One Doth cause them to understand.

^{9 Ref} The multitude are not wise, Nor do the aged understand judgment.

^{10 Ref} Therefore I have said: Hearken to me, I do shew my opinion -- even I.

^{11 Ref} Lo, I have waited for your words, I give ear unto your reasons, Till ye search out sayings.

^{12 Ref} And unto you I attend, And lo, there is no reasoner for Job, `Or' answerer of his sayings among you.

^{13 Ref} Lest ye say, We have found wisdom, God doth thrust him away, not man.

¹⁴ And he hath not set in array words for me, And with your sayings I do not answer him.

^{15 Ref} (They have broken down, They have not answered again, They removed from themselves words.

^{16 Ref} And I have waited, but they do not speak, For they have stood still, They have not answered any more.)

^{17 Ref} I answer, even I -- my share, I shew my opinion -- even I.

^{18 Ref} For I have been full of words, Distressed me hath the spirit of my breast,

^{19 Ref} Lo, my breast `is' as wine not opened, Like new bottles it is broken up.

^{20 Ref} I speak, and there is refreshment to me, I open my lips and answer.

^{21 Ref} Let me not, I pray you, accept the face of any, Nor unto man give flattering titles,

^{22 Ref} For I have not known to give flattering titles, In a little doth my Maker take me away.