“Christ in you, the hope of glory.” I’m not afraid of the devil. The devil can handle me – he’s got judo I never heard of. But he can’t handle the One to whom I’m joined; he can’t handle the One to whom I’m united; he can’t handle the One whose nature dwells in my nature.
A.W. Tozer

Bible – English_World – Job Chapter 27:1-23.

Index: World English Bible

 

Job 27

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27:1 Job again took up his parable, and said,

27:2 “As God lives, who has taken away my right, The Almighty, who has made my soul bitter.

27:3 (For the length of my life is still in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils);

27:4 Surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness, Neither shall my tongue utter deceit.

27:5 Far be it from me that I should justify you. Until I die I will not put away my integrity from me.

27:6 I hold fast to my righteousness, and will not let it go. My heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.

27:7 “Let my enemy be as the wicked, Let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous.

27:8 For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, When God takes away his life?

27:9 Will God hear his cry, When trouble comes on him?

27:10 Will he delight himself in the Almighty, And call on God at all times?

27:11 I will teach you about the hand of God. That which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.

27:12 Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; Why then have you become altogether vain?

27:13 “This is the portion of a wicked man with God, The heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty.

27:14 If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword. His offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.

27:15 Those who remain of him shall be buried in death. His widows shall make no lamentation.

27:16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, And prepare clothing as the clay;

27:17 He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, And the innocent shall divide the silver.

27:18 He builds his house as the moth, As a booth which the watchman makes.

27:19 He lies down rich, but he shall not do so again. He opens his eyes, and he is not.

27:20 Terrors overtake him like waters; A tempest steals him away in the night.

27:21 The east wind carries him away, and he departs; It sweeps him out of his place.

27:22 For it hurls at him, and does not spare, As he flees away from his hand.

27:23 Men shall clap their hands at him, And shall hiss him out of his place.