| Chapter 13 |
1 | Lo, mine eye hath seen all [this], Mine ear hath heard and understood it.
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2 | What ye know, [the same] do I know also: I am not inferior unto you.
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3 | Surely I would speak to the Almighty, And I desire to reason with God.
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4 | But ye are forgers of lies; Ye are all physicians of no value.
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5 | Oh that ye would altogether hold your peace! And it would be your wisdom.
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6 | Hear now my reasoning, And hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
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7 | Will ye speak unrighteously for God, And talk deceitfully for him?
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8 | Will ye show partiality to him? Will ye contend for God?
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9 | Is it good that he should search you out? Or as one deceiveth a man, will ye deceive him?
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10 | He will surely reprove you If ye do secretly show partiality.
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11 | Shall not his majesty make you afraid, And his dread fall upon you?
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12 | Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defences are defences of clay.
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13 | Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak; And let come on me what will.
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14 | Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
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15 | Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.
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16 | This also shall be my salvation, That a godless man shall not come before him.
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17 | Hear diligently my speech, And let my declaration be in your ears.
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18 | Behold now, I have set my cause in order; I know that I am righteous.
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19 | Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.
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20 | Only do not two things unto me; Then will I not hide myself from thy face:
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21 | Withdraw thy hand far from me; And let not thy terror make me afraid.
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22 | Then call thou, and I will answer; Or let me speak, and answer thou me.
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23 | How many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin.
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24 | Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And holdest me for thine enemy?
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25 | Wilt thou harass a driven leaf? And wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
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26 | For thou writest bitter things against me, And makest me to inherit the iniquities of my youth:
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27 | Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks, And markest all my paths; Thou settest a bound to the soles of my feet:
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28 | Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
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