Job 13
1 Lo! all [this], hath mine own eye seen, —Mine ear hath heard and understood it:
Lo, mine eye hath seen all [this], mine ear hath heard and understood it.
2 Just as ye know, I too, know, I, fall not short, of you.
What ye know, I know also: I am not inferior to you.
3 But indeed, I, unto the Almighty, would speak, and, to direct my argument unto GOD, would I be well pleased.
But I will speak to the Almighty, and will find pleasure in reasoning with God;
4 For, in truth, ye, do besmear with falsehood, Worthless physicians, all of you!
For ye indeed are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.
5 Oh that ye would, altogether hold your peace, and it should serve you for wisdom!
Oh that ye would be altogether silent! and it would be your wisdom.
6 Hear, I pray you, the argument of my mouth, and, to the pleadings of my lips, give heed: —
Hear now my defence, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
7 Is it, for God, ye would speak perversely? And, for him, would ye speak deceit:
Will ye speak unrighteously for God? and for him speak deceit?
8 Even, for him, would ye be partial? Or, for GOD, would ye [so] plead?
Will ye accept his person? will ye contend for God?
9 Would it be well, when he searched you out? Or, as one might jest with a mortal, would ye jest, with him?
Will it be well if he should search you out? or as one mocketh at a man, will ye mock at him?
10 He will, severely rebuke, you, if ye are secretly partial.
He will certainly reprove you, if ye do secretly accept persons.
11 Shall not, his majesty, overwhelm you? and, the dread of him, fall upon you?
Shall not his excellency terrify you? and his dread fall upon you?
12 Are not your memorable sayings, proverbs of ashes? Breastworks of clay, your breastworks?
Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, your bulwarks are bulwarks of mire.
13 Quietly let me alone, that, I, may speak out, then let come on me, what may.
Hold your peace from me, and I will speak, and let come on me what [will]!
14 In any case, I will take up my flesh in my teeth, and, my life, will I put in my hand:
Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
15 Lo! he may slay me, [yet], for him, will I wait, —Nevertheless, my ways—unto his face, will I show to be right:
Behold, if he slay me, yet would I trust in him; but I will defend mine own ways before him.
16 Even he, will be on my side—unto salvation, For, not before his face, shall any impious person come.
This also shall be my salvation, that a profane man shall not come before his face.
17 Hear ye patiently my speech, and be my declaration in your ears.
Hear attentively my speech and my declaration with your ears.
18 Lo! I pray you, I have set forth in order a plea, I know that, I, shall be found right.
Behold now, I have ordered the cause; I know that I shall be justified.
19 Who is it that shall contend with me? For, now, if I should hold my peace, why! I should breathe my last!
Who is he that contendeth with me? For if I were silent now, I should expire.
20 Only, two things, do thou not with me, then, from thy face, will I not hide me: —
Only do not two things unto me; then will I not hide myself from thee.
21 Thy hand—from off me, take thou far away, and, thy terror, let it not startle me!
Withdraw thy hand far from me; and let not thy terror make me afraid:
22 Then call thou, and, I, will answer, Or I will speak, and reply thou unto me.
Then call, and I will answer; or I will speak, and answer thou me.
23 How many are mine iniquities and sins? My transgression and my sin, let me know!
How many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin.
24 Wherefore, thy face, shouldst thou hide? Or count me, as an enemy to thee?
Wherefore dost thou hide thy face, and countest me for thine enemy?
25 A driven leaf, wilt thou cause to tremble? Or, dry stubble, wilt thou pursue?
Wilt thou terrify a driven leaf? and wilt thou pursue dry stubble?
26 For thou writest, against me, bitter things, and dost make me inherit the iniquities of my youth;
For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possess the iniquities of my youth;
27 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;
And thou puttest my feet in the stocks, and markest all my paths; thou settest a bound about the soles of my feet; —
28 And, a man himself, as a rotten thing, weareth out, as a garment which the moth hath eaten.
One who, as a rotten thing consumeth, as a garment that the moth eateth.
