Artaxerxes, king of kings, unto Ezra the priest, a scribe of the law of the God of heaven, perfect peace, and at such a time.

There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil.

And the Lord said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil?

And the Lord said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil? and still he holdeth fast his integrity, although thou movedst me against him, to destroy him without cause.

Behold, God will not cast away a perfect man, neither will he help the evil doers:

If I justify myself, mine own mouth shall condemn me: if I say, I am perfect, it shall also prove me perverse.

Though I were perfect, yet would I not know my soul: I would despise my life.

This is one thing, therefore I said it, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked.

Canst thou by searching find out God? canst thou find out the Almighty unto perfection?

He shall not be rich, neither shall his substance continue, neither shall he prolong the perfection thereof upon the earth.

Is it any pleasure to the Almighty, that thou art righteous? or is it gain to him, that thou makest thy ways perfect?

He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death.

For truly my words shall not be false: he that is perfect in knowledge is with thee.

Dost thou know the balancings of the clouds, the wondrous works of him which is perfect in knowledge?

As for God, his way is perfect: the word of the Lord is tried: he is a buckler to all those that trust in him.

It is God that girdeth me with strength, and maketh my way perfect.

The law of the Lord is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple.

Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright: for the end of that man is peace.

Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God hath shined.

That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

I will behave myself wisely in a perfect way. O when wilt thou come unto me? I will walk within my house with a perfect heart.

Mine eyes shall be upon the faithful of the land, that they may dwell with me: he that walketh in a perfect way, he shall serve me.

I have seen an end of all perfection: but thy commandment is exceeding broad.

The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: forsake not the works of thine own hands.

I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.