Job 13
1 See, my eye has seen all this; my ear has heard and understood it.
Loe, mine eye hath seene all this: mine eare hath heard, and vnderstande it.
2 What you know, the same I also know; I am not inferior to you.
I knowe also as much as you knowe: I am not inferiour vnto you.
3 However, I would rather speak with the Almighty; I wish to reason with God.
But I will speake to the Almightie, and I desire to dispute with God.
4 But you whitewash the truth with lies; you are all physicians of no value.
For in deede ye forge lyes, and all you are physitions of no value.
5 Oh, that you would altogether hold your peace! That would be your wisdom.
Oh, that you woulde holde your tongue, that it might be imputed to you for wisedome!
6 Hear now my own reasoning; listen to the pleading of my own lips.
Nowe heare my disputation, and giue eare to the arguments of my lips.
7 Will you speak unrighteously for God, and will you talk deceitfully for him?
Will ye speake wickedly for Gods defence, and talke deceitfully for his cause?
8 Will you show him partiality? Will you argue the case for God?
Will ye accept his person? or will ye contende for God?
9 Will it be good for you when he searches you out? Could you deceive him as you might deceive men?
Is it well that he shoulde seeke of you? will you make a lye for him, as one lyeth for a man?
10 He would surely reprove you if in secret you showed partiality.
He will surely reprooue you, if ye doe secretly accept any person.
11 Will not his majesty terrify you, and the dread of him fall upon you?
Shall not his excellencie make you afraid? and his feare fall vpon you?
12 Your memorable sayings are proverbs made of ashes; your defenses are defenses made of clay.
Your memories may be compared vnto ashes, and your bodyes to bodyes of clay.
13 Hold your peace, let me alone, so that I may speak, let come what may on me.
Holde your tongues in my presence, that I may speake, and let come vpon what will.
14 I will take my own flesh in my teeth; I will take my life in my hands.
Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
15 See, if he kills me, I will have no hope left; nevertheless, I will defend my ways before him.
Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
16 This will be the reason for my deliverance, for no godless person would come before him.
He shalbe my saluation also: for the hypocrite shall not come before him.
17 God, listen carefully to my speech; let my declaration come to your ears.
Heare diligently my wordes, and marke my talke.
18 See now, I have set my defense in order; I know that I am innocent.
Beholde nowe: if I prepare me to iudgement, I knowe that I shalbe iustified.
19 Who is the one who would argue against me in court? If you came to do so, and if I were proved wrong, then I would be silent and give up my life.
Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
20 God, do only two things for me, and then I will not hide myself from your face:
But doe not these two things vnto me: then will I not hide my selfe from thee.
21 withdraw your oppressive hand from me, and do not let your terrors make me afraid.
Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
22 Then call me, and I will answer; or let me speak to you, and you answer me.
Then call thou, and I will answere: or let me speake, and answere thou me.
23 How many are my iniquities and sins? Let me know my transgression and my sin.
Howe many are mine iniquities and sinnes? shewe me my rebellion, and my sinne.
24 Why do you hide your face from me and treat me like your enemy?
Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
25 Will you persecute a driven leaf? Will you pursue dry stubble?
Wilt thou breake a leafe driuen to and from? and wilt thou pursue the drie stubble?
26 For you write down bitter things against me; you make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.
For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
27 You also put my feet in the stocks; you closely watch all my paths; you examine the ground where the soles of my feet have walked
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 although I am like a rotten thing that wastes away, like a garment that moths have eaten.
Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
