Job 13
1 See, my eye has seen all this; my ear has heard and understood it.
Lo, mine eye hath seen all this, mine ear hath heard and understood it.
2 What you know, the same I also know; I am not inferior to you.
What ye know, do I know also; I am not inferior unto you.
3 However, I would rather speak with the Almighty; I wish to reason with God.
Notwithstanding I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
4 But you whitewash the truth with lies; you are all physicians of no value.
But ye are plasterers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.
5 Oh, that you would altogether hold your peace! That would be your wisdom.
Oh that ye would altogether hold your peace! and it would be your wisdom.
6 Hear now my own reasoning; listen to the pleading of my own lips.
Hear now my reasoning, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
7 Will you speak unrighteously for God, and will you talk deceitfully for him?
Will ye speak unrighteously for God, and talk deceitfully for Him?
8 Will you show him partiality? Will you argue the case for God?
Will ye show Him favour? Will ye contend for God?
9 Will it be good for you when he searches you out? Could you deceive him as you might deceive men?
Would it be good that He should search you out? Or as one mocketh a man, will ye mock Him?
10 He would surely reprove you if in secret you showed partiality.
He will surely reprove you, if ye do secretly show favour.
11 Will not his majesty terrify you, and the dread of him fall upon you?
Shall not His majesty terrify you, and His dread fall upon you?
12 Your memorable sayings are proverbs made of ashes; your defenses are defenses made of clay.
Your memorials shall be like unto ashes, your eminences to eminences of clay.
13 Hold your peace, let me alone, so that I may speak, let come what may on me.
Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
14 I will take my own flesh in my teeth; I will take my life in my hands.
Wherefore? I will take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand.
15 See, if he kills me, I will have no hope left; nevertheless, I will defend my ways before him.
Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him; but I will argue my ways before Him.
16 This will be the reason for my deliverance, for no godless person would come before him.
This also shall be my salvation, that a hypocrite cannot come before Him.
17 God, listen carefully to my speech; let my declaration come to your ears.
Hear diligently my speech, and let my declaration be in your ears.
18 See now, I have set my defense in order; I know that I am innocent.
Behold now, I have ordered my cause; I know that I shall be justified.
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 contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and die.
20 God, do only two things for me, and then I will not hide myself from your face:
Only do not two things unto me, then will I not hide myself from Thee:
21 withdraw your oppressive hand from me, and do not let your terrors make me afraid.
Withdraw Thy hand far from me; and let not Thy terror make me afraid.
22 Then call me, and I will answer; or let me speak to you, and you answer me.
Then call Thou, and I will answer; or let me speak, and answer Thou me.
23 How many are my iniquities and sins? Let me know my transgression and my sin.
How many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin.
24 Why do you hide your face from me and treat me like your enemy?
Wherefore hidest Thou Thy face, and holdest me for Thine enemy?
25 Will you persecute a driven leaf? Will you pursue dry stubble?
Wilt Thou harass a driven leaf? And wilt Thou pursue the dry stubble?
26 For you write down bitter things against me; you make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.
That Thou shouldest write bitter things against me, and make me to inherit 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 feet also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly unto all my paths; Thou drawest Thee a line about the soles of my feet;
28 although I am like a rotten thing that wastes away, like a garment that moths have eaten.
Though I am like a wine-skin that consumeth, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
