Job 13
1 “Behold, my eye has seen all this. My ear has heard and understood it.
See, my eye has seen all this, my ear has heard and understood it.
2 What you know, I know also. I am not inferior to you.
What you know, the same do I know also: I am not inferior to you.
3 “Surely I would speak to the Almighty. I desire to reason with God.
Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
4 But you are forgers of lies. You are all physicians of no value.
But you are forgers of lies, you are all physicians of no value.
5 Oh that you would be completely silent! Then you would be wise.
O that you would altogether hold your peace! and it should be your wisdom.
6 Hear now my reasoning. Listen to the pleadings of my lips.
Hear now my reasoning, and listen to the pleadings of my lips.
7 Will you speak unrighteously for God, and talk deceitfully for him?
Will you speak wickedly for God? and talk deceitfully for him?
8 Will you show partiality to him? Will you contend for God?
Will you accept his person? will you contend for God?
9 Is it good that he should search you out? Or as one deceives a man, will you deceive him?
Is it good that he should search you out? or as one man mocks another, do you so mock him?
10 He will surely reprove you if you secretly show partiality.
He will surely reprove you, if you do secretly accept persons.
11 Won’t his majesty make you afraid and his dread fall on you?
Shall not his excellency make you afraid? and his dread fall on you?
12 Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes. Your defences are defences of clay.
Your remembrances are like to ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay.
13 “Be silent! Leave me alone, that I may speak. Let come on me what will.
Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
14 Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
Why do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
15 Behold, he will kill me. I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.
Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain my own ways before him.
16 This also will be my salvation, that a godless man will not come before him.
He also shall be my salvation: for an hypocrite shall not come before him.
17 Listen carefully to my speech. Let my declaration be in your ears.
Hear diligently my speech, and my declaration with your ears.
18 See now, I have set my cause in order. I know that I am righteous.
Behold now, I have ordered my cause; I know that I shall be justified.
19 Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.
Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
20 “Only don’t do two things to me, then I will not hide myself from your face:
Only do not two things to me: then will I not hide myself from you.
21 withdraw your hand far from me, and don’t let your terror make me afraid.
Withdraw your hand far from me: and let not your dread make me afraid.
22 Then call, and I will answer, or let me speak, and you answer me.
Then call you, and I will answer: or let me speak, and answer you me.
23 How many are my iniquities and sins? Make me know my disobedience and my sin.
How many are my iniquities and sins? make me to know my transgression and my sin.
24 Why do you hide your face, and consider me your enemy?
Why hide you your face, and hold me for your enemy?
25 Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?
Will you break a leaf driven to and fro? and will you pursue the dry stubble?
26 For you write bitter things against me, and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.
For you write bitter things against me, and make me to possess the iniquities of my youth.
27 You also put my feet in the stocks, and mark all my paths. You set a bound to the soles of my feet,
You put my feet also in the stocks, and look narrowly to all my paths; you set a print on the heels of my feet.
28 though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
And he, as a rotten thing, consumes, as a garment that is moth eaten.
