Job 13
1 Lo, all [this] hath my eye seen, my ear hath heard and noted it for itself;
Loe, mine eye hath seene all this: mine eare hath heard, and vnderstande it.
2 As much as ye know, do I also know: I do not fall short compared with you.
I knowe also as much as you knowe: I am not inferiour vnto you.
3 However, I would gladly speak to the Almighty; and to argue with God do I desire.
But I will speake to the Almightie, and I desire to dispute with God.
4 But ye are inventors of falsehood, physicians of no value are all of you.
For in deede ye forge lyes, and all you are physitions of no value.
5 Oh, who would grant that ye might keep a profound silences! and it would he accounted unto you as wisdom.
Oh, that you woulde holde your tongue, that it might be imputed to you for wisedome!
6 Do hearken but to my reasoning, and listen to the pleadings of my lips.
Nowe heare my disputation, and giue eare to the arguments of my lips.
7 Will ye speak wrong things for God? and will ye speak for him deceitfully?
Will ye speake wickedly for Gods defence, and talke deceitfully for his cause?
8 Will ye show him undue favor, when ye contend for God?
Will ye accept his person? or will ye contende for God?
9 Will it be well if he should search you out? or as one overreacheth another mortal, do ye expect to overreach him?
Is it well that he shoulde seeke of you? will you make a lye for him, as one lyeth for a man?
10 He will surely reprove you, if in secret you show him undue favor.
He will surely reprooue you, if ye doe secretly accept any person.
11 Doth not his excellency terrify you? and his dread fall upon you?
Shall not his excellencie make you afraid? and his feare fall vpon you?
12 The things you remember are mere proverbs of ashes, your high-places are high-places of clay.
Your memories may be compared vnto ashes, and your bodyes to bodyes of clay.
13 Keep silence toward me, that I may indeed speak, and let pass over me what will.
Holde your tongues in my presence, that I may speake, and let come vpon what will.
14 Whatever it may cost, I will take my flesh in my teeth, and my life will I put in my hand.
Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
15 Lo, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: only I will argue my own ways before him.
Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
16 Even he will come to my assistance; for a hypocrite cannot come before him.
He shalbe my saluation also: for the hypocrite shall not come before him.
17 Listen well to my word, and to my demonstration with your ears.
Heare diligently my wordes, and marke my talke.
18 Behold now, I have arrayed my cause: I know that I shall be indeed justified.
Beholde nowe: if I prepare me to iudgement, I knowe that I shalbe iustified.
19 Who is he that will contend with me? for now, if I keep silence, I must perish.
Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
20 Only two things do not unto me: then will I not hide myself from thy presence.
But doe not these two things vnto me: then will I not hide my selfe from thee.
21 Remove thy hand far from me; and let not thy dread terrify me.
Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
22 Then call thou, and I will answer; or let me speak, and do thou reply to me.
Then call thou, and I will answere: or let me speake, and answere thou me.
23 How many are my iniquities and sins? my transgression and my sin let me know.
Howe many are mine iniquities and sinnes? shewe me my rebellion, and my sinne.
24 Wherefore wilt thou hide thy face, and regard me as an enemy unto thee?
Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
25 Wilt thou terrify a leaf driven about [by the wind]? and wilt thou pursue dry stubble?
Wilt thou breake a leafe driuen to and from? and wilt thou pursue the drie stubble?
26 That thou writest bitter decrees against me, and assignest unto me the iniquities of my youth;
For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
27 And [that] thou puttest my feet in the stocks, and watchest narrowly all my paths; [and] settest for thyself a mark upon the soles of my feet?
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.
28 And yet the body decayeth like a rotten thing, as a garment that the moth hath eaten.
Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
