Job 13

DOUAI-RHEIMS	NEW JERUSALEM
1 Behold my eye hath seen all these things, and my ear hath heard them, and I have understood them all.	1 I have seen all this with my own eyes, heard with my own ears and understood.
2 According to your knowledge I also know: neither am I inferior to you.	2 Whatever you know, I know too; I am in no way inferior to you.
3 But yet I will speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.	3 But my words are intended for Shaddai; I mean to remonstrate with God.
4 Having first shewn that you are forgers of lies, and maintainers of perverse opinions.	4 As for you, you are only charlatans, all worthless as doctors!
5 And I wish you would hold your peace, that you might be thought to be wise men..	5 Wil no one teach you to be quiet -- the only wisdom that becomes you!
6 Hear ye therefore my reproof, and attend to the judgment of my lips.	6 Kindly listen to my accusation and give your attention to the way I shall plead.
7 Hath God any need of your lie, that you should speak deceitfully for him?	7 Do you mean to defend God by prevarication and by dishonest argument,
8 Do you accept his person, and do you endeavour to judge for God?	8 and, taking his side like this, appoint yourselves as his advocates?
9 Or shall it please him, from whom nothing can be concealed ? or shall he be deceived as a man, with your deceitful dealings ?	9 How would you fare, if he were to scrutinise you? Can he be duped as mortals are duped?
10 He shall reprove you, because in secret you accept his person.	10 He would inflict a harsh rebuke on you for your covert partiality.
11 As soon as he shall move himself, he shall trouble you: and his dread shall fall upon you.	11 Does his majesty not affright you? Does his terror not overcome you?
12 Your remembrance shall be compared to ashes, and your necks shall be brought to clay.	12 Your received ideas are maxims of ash, your retorts, retorts of clay.
13 Hold your peace a little while, that I may speak whatsoever my mind shall suggest to me.	13 Be quiet! Kindly let me do the talking, happen to me what may.
14 Why do I tear my flesh with my teeth, and carry my soul in my hands?	14 I am putting my flesh between my teeth, I am taking my life in my hands;
15 Although he should bill me, I will trust in him: but yet I will reprove my ways in his sight.	15 let him kill me if he will; I have no other hope than to justify my conduct in his eyes.
16 And he shall be my saviour: for no hypocrite shall come before his presence.	16 And this is what wil save me, for the wicked would not dare to appear before him.
17 Hear ye my speech, and receive with Sour ears hidden truths.	17 Listen careful y to my words, and pay attention to what I am going to say.
18 If I shall be judged, I know that I shall be found just.	18 You see, I shal proceed by form of law, knowing that I am upright.
19 Who is he that will plead against me? let him come: why am I consumed holding my peace?	19 Who wants to contest my case? In advance, I agree to be silenced and to die!
20 Two things only do not to me, and then from thy face I shall not be hid:	20 Only grant me two concessions, and then I shal not hide away from your face:
21 Withdraw thy hand far from me, and let not thy dread terrify me.	21 remove your hand, which lies so heavy on me, no longer make me cower from your terror.
22 Call me, and I will answer thee: or else I will speak, and do thou answer me.	22 Then cal me forward and I shal answer, or rather, I shall speak and you wil answer.
23 How many are my iniquities and sins? make me know my crimes and offences.	23 How many faults and crimes have I committed? Tell me what my misdeed has been, what my sin?
24 Why hidest thou thy face, and thinkest me thy enemy?	24 Why do you hide your face and look on me as your enemy?
25 Against a leaf, that is carried away with the wind, thou shewest thy power, and thou pursuest a dry straw.	25 Do you want to intimidate a wind-blown leaf, do you want to pursue a dry straw?
26 For thou writest bitter things against me, and wilt consume me for the sins of my youth.	26 You who lay bitter al egations against me and tax me with the faults of my youth
27 Thou hast put my feet in the stocks, and hast observed all my paths, and hast considered the steps of my feet:	27 and have put my feet in the stocks; you examine my every step and measure my footprints one byone!
28 Who am to be consumed as rottenness, and as a garment that is moth-eaten.	28 For his part, he crumbles away like rotten wood, or like a moth-eaten garment,