Job 13
1 Loe, mine eye hath seene all this: mine eare hath heard, and vnderstande it.
“Indeed, my eyes have seen all this; my ears have heard and understood.
2 I knowe also as much as you knowe: I am not inferiour vnto you.
What you know, I also know; I am not inferior to you.
3 But I will speake to the Almightie, and I desire to dispute with God.
Yet I desire to speak to the Almighty and argue my case before God.
4 For in deede ye forge lyes, and all you are physitions of no value.
You, however, smear with lies; you are all worthless physicians.
5 Oh, that you woulde holde your tongue, that it might be imputed to you for wisedome!
If only you would remain silent; for that would be your wisdom!
6 Nowe heare my disputation, and giue eare to the arguments of my lips.
Hear now my argument, and listen to the plea of my lips.
7 Will ye speake wickedly for Gods defence, and talke deceitfully for his cause?
Will you speak wickedly on God’s behalf or speak deceitfully for Him?
8 Will ye accept his person? or will ye contende for God?
Would you show Him partiality or argue in His defense?
9 Is it well that he shoulde seeke of you? will you make a lye for him, as one lyeth for a man?
Would it be well when He examined you? Could you deceive Him like a man?
10 He will surely reprooue you, if ye doe secretly accept any person.
Surely He would rebuke you if you secretly showed partiality.
11 Shall not his excellencie make you afraid? and his feare fall vpon you?
Would His majesty not terrify you? Would the dread of Him not fall upon you?
12 Your memories may be compared vnto ashes, and your bodyes to bodyes of clay.
Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.
13 Holde your tongues in my presence, that I may speake, and let come vpon what will.
Be silent, and I will speak. Then let come to me what may.
14 Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
Why do I put myself at risk and take my life in my own hands?
15 Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
Though He slay me, I will hope in Him. I will still defend my ways to His face.
16 He shalbe my saluation also: for the hypocrite shall not come before him.
Moreover, this will be my salvation, for no godless man can appear before Him.
17 Heare diligently my wordes, and marke my talke.
Listen carefully to my words; let my declaration ring in your ears.
18 Beholde nowe: if I prepare me to iudgement, I knowe that I shalbe iustified.
Behold, now that I have prepared my case, I know that I will be vindicated.
19 Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
Can anyone indict me? If so, I will be silent and die.
20 But doe not these two things vnto me: then will I not hide my selfe from thee.
Only grant these two things to me, so that I need not hide from You:
21 Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
Withdraw Your hand from me, and do not let Your terror frighten me.
22 Then call thou, and I will answere: or let me speake, and answere thou me.
Then call me, and I will answer, or let me speak, and You can reply.
23 Howe many are mine iniquities and sinnes? shewe me my rebellion, and my sinne.
How many are my iniquities and sins? Reveal to me my transgression and sin.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?
25 Wilt thou breake a leafe driuen to and from? and wilt thou pursue the drie stubble?
Would You frighten a windblown leaf? Would You chase after dry chaff?
26 For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
For You record bitter accusations against me and bequeath to me the iniquities of my youth.
27 Thou puttest my feete also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly vnto all my pathes, and makest the print thereof in ye heeles of my feet.
You put my feet in the stocks and stand watch over all my paths; You set a limit for the soles of my feet.
28 Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
So man wastes away like something rotten, like a moth-eaten garment.
