Job 13
1 Loe, mine eye hath seene all this: mine eare hath heard, and vnderstande it.
Lo! all [this], hath mine own eye seen, —Mine ear hath heard and understood it:
2 I knowe also as much as you knowe: I am not inferiour vnto you.
Just as ye know, I too, know, I, fall not short, of you.
3 But I will speake to the Almightie, and I desire to dispute with God.
But indeed, I, unto the Almighty, would speak, and, to direct my argument unto GOD, would I be well pleased.
4 For in deede ye forge lyes, and all you are physitions of no value.
For, in truth, ye, do besmear with falsehood, Worthless physicians, all of you!
5 Oh, that you woulde holde your tongue, that it might be imputed to you for wisedome!
Oh that ye would, altogether hold your peace, and it should serve you for wisdom!
6 Nowe heare my disputation, and giue eare to the arguments of my lips.
Hear, I pray you, the argument of my mouth, and, to the pleadings of my lips, give heed: —
7 Will ye speake wickedly for Gods defence, and talke deceitfully for his cause?
Is it, for God, ye would speak perversely? And, for him, would ye speak deceit:
8 Will ye accept his person? or will ye contende for God?
Even, for him, would ye be partial? Or, for GOD, would ye [so] plead?
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 searched you out? Or, as one might jest with a mortal, would ye jest, with him?
10 He will surely reprooue you, if ye doe secretly accept any person.
He will, severely rebuke, you, if ye are secretly partial.
11 Shall not his excellencie make you afraid? and his feare fall vpon you?
Shall not, his majesty, overwhelm you? and, the dread of him, fall upon you?
12 Your memories may be compared vnto ashes, and your bodyes to bodyes of clay.
Are not your memorable sayings, proverbs of ashes? Breastworks of clay, your breastworks?
13 Holde your tongues in my presence, that I may speake, and let come vpon what will.
Quietly let me alone, that, I, may speak out, then let come on me, what may.
14 Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
In any case, I will take up my flesh in my teeth, and, my life, will I put in my hand:
15 Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
Lo! he may slay me, [yet], for him, will I wait, —Nevertheless, my ways—unto his face, will I show to be right:
16 He shalbe my saluation also: for the hypocrite shall not come before him.
Even he, will be on my side—unto salvation, For, not before his face, shall any impious person come.
17 Heare diligently my wordes, and marke my talke.
Hear ye patiently my speech, and be my declaration in your ears.
18 Beholde nowe: if I prepare me to iudgement, I knowe that I shalbe iustified.
Lo! I pray you, I have set forth in order a plea, I know that, I, shall be found right.
19 Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
Who is it that shall contend with me? For, now, if I should hold my peace, why! I should breathe my last!
20 But doe not these two things vnto me: then will I not hide my selfe from thee.
Only, two things, do thou not with me, then, from thy face, will I not hide me: —
21 Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
Thy hand—from off me, take thou far away, and, thy terror, let it not startle me!
22 Then call thou, and I will answere: or let me speake, and answere thou me.
Then call thou, and, I, will answer, Or I will speak, and reply thou unto me.
23 Howe many are mine iniquities and sinnes? shewe me my rebellion, and my sinne.
How many are mine iniquities and sins? My transgression and my sin, let me know!
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
Wherefore, thy face, shouldst thou hide? Or count me, as an enemy to thee?
25 Wilt thou breake a leafe driuen to and from? and wilt thou pursue the drie stubble?
A driven leaf, wilt thou cause to tremble? Or, dry stubble, wilt thou pursue?
26 For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
For thou writest, against me, bitter things, and dost make me inherit 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.
And thou dost put—in the stocks—my feet, and observest all my paths, Against the roots of my feet, thou dost cut out a bound;
28 Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
And, a man himself, as a rotten thing, weareth out, as a garment which the moth hath eaten.
