Job

Chapter 13

1 " Behold , 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 .

3 " Surely I would speak to the Almighty . I desire to reason with God.

4 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 .

6 Hear now my reasoning . Listen to the pleadings of my lips .

7 Will you speak unrighteously for God, and talk deceitfully for him ?

8 Will you show partiality to him ? 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 ?

10 He will surely reprove you if you secretly show partiality .

11 Won’t his majesty make you afraid and his dread fall on you ?

12 Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes. Your defences are defences of clay .

13 " Be silent ! Leave me alone , that I may speak . Let come on me what will .

14 Why should 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 .

16 This also will be my salvation , that a godless man will not come before him .

17 Listen carefully to my speech . Let my declaration be in your ears.

18 See now , I have set my cause in order . I know that I am righteous .

19 Who is he who will contend with me ? For then I would hold my peace and give up the spirit.

20 "Only don’t do two things to me , then I will not hide myself from your face :

21 withdraw your hand far from me , and don’t let your terror make me afraid .

22 Then call , and I will answer , or let me speak , and you answer me .

23 How many are my iniquities and sins ? Make me know my disobedience and my sin .

24 Why do you hide your face , and consider me your enemy?

25 Will you harass a driven leaf ? Will you pursue the dry stubble ?

26 For you write bitter things against me , and make me inherit 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 ,

28 though I am decaying like a rotten thing , like a garment that is moth-eaten .