Job 13
1 Lo, all — hath mine eye seen, Heard hath mine ear, and it attendeth to it.
Loe, mine eye hath seene all this: mine eare hath heard, and vnderstande it.
2 According to your knowledge I have known — also I. I am not fallen more than you.
I knowe also as much as you knowe: I am not inferiour vnto you.
3 Yet I for the Mighty One do speak, And to argue for God I delight.
But I will speake to the Almightie, and I desire to dispute with God.
4 And yet, ye [are] forgers of falsehood, Physicians of nought — all of you,
For in deede ye forge lyes, and all you are physitions of no value.
5 O that ye would keep perfectly silent, And it would be to you for wisdom.
Oh, that you woulde holde your tongue, that it might be imputed to you for wisedome!
6 Hear, I pray you, my argument, And to the pleadings of my lips attend,
Nowe heare my disputation, and giue eare to the arguments of my lips.
7 For God do ye speak perverseness? And for Him do ye speak deceit?
Will ye speake wickedly for Gods defence, and talke deceitfully for his cause?
8 His face do ye accept, if for God ye strive?
Will ye accept his person? or will ye contende for God?
9 Is [it] good that He doth search you, If, as one mocketh at a man, ye mock at 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 doth surely reprove you, if in secret ye accept faces.
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 Your remembrances [are] similes of ashes, For high places of clay your heights.
Your memories may be compared vnto ashes, and your bodyes to bodyes of clay.
13 Keep silent from me, and I speak, And pass over me doth what?
Holde your tongues in my presence, that I may speake, and let come vpon what will.
14 Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?
Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
15 Lo, He doth slay me — I wait not! Only, my ways unto His face I argue.
Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
16 Also — He [is] to me for salvation, For the profane cometh not before Him.
He shalbe my saluation also: for the hypocrite shall not come before him.
17 Hear ye diligently my word, And my declaration with your ears.
Heare diligently my wordes, and marke my talke.
18 Lo, I pray you, I have set in order the cause, I have known that I am righteous.
Beholde nowe: if I prepare me to iudgement, I knowe that I shalbe iustified.
19 Who [is] he that doth strive with me? For now I keep silent and gasp.
Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
20 Only two things, O God, do with me: Then from Thy face I am not hidden.
But doe not these two things vnto me: then will I not hide my selfe from thee.
21 Thy hand put far off from me, And Thy terror let not terrify me.
Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
22 And call Thou, and I — I answer, Or — I speak, and answer Thou me.
Then call thou, and I will answere: or let me speake, and answere thou me.
23 How many iniquities and sins have I? My transgression and my sin let me know.
Howe many are mine iniquities and sinnes? shewe me my rebellion, and my sinne.
24 Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?
Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
25 A leaf driven away dost Thou terrify? And the dry stubble dost Thou pursue?
Wilt thou breake a leafe driuen to and from? and wilt thou pursue the drie stubble?
26 For Thou writest against me bitter things, And causest me to possess iniquities of my youth:
For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
27 And puttest in the stocks my feet, And observest all my paths, On the roots of my feet Thou settest a print,
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 he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.
Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
