²¹ Perfect I am! -- I know not my soul, I despise my life.

¹ A man there hath been in the land of Uz -- Job his name -- and that man hath been perfect and upright -- both fearing God, and turning aside from evil.

¹⁵ And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.

¹⁶ I have wasted away -- not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days `are' vanity.

²¹ Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me -- and I am not!

²³ Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, and know my thoughts,

²⁴ And see if a grievous way be in me, And lead me in a way age-during!

²⁶ Whoso is trusting in his heart is a fool, And whoso is walking in wisdom is delivered.

⁹ Crooked `is' the heart above all things, And it `is' incurable -- who doth know it?

¹⁰ I Jehovah do search the heart, try the reins, Even to give to each according to his way, According to the fruit of his doings.

⁴ for of nothing to myself have I been conscious, but not in this have I been declared right -- and he who is discerning me is the Lord:

²⁰ because if our heart may condemn -- because greater is God than our heart, and He doth know all things.