Job 13

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1 Lo, all this my eye has seen; my ear has heard and perceived it.	1 Behold my eye hath seen all these things, and my ear hath heard them, and I have understood them all.
2 What you know, I also know; I fall not short of you.	2 According to your knowledge I also know: neither am I inferior to you.
3 But I would speak with the Almighty; I wish to reason with God.	3 But yet I will speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
4 You are glossing over falsehoods and offering vain remedies, every one of you!	4 Having first shewn that you are forgers of lies, and maintainers of perverse opinions.
5 Oh, that you would be altogether silent! This for you would be wisdom.	5 And I wish you would hold your peace, that you might be thought to be wise men..
6 Hear now the rebuke I shall utter and listen to the reproof from my lips.	6 Hear ye therefore my reproof, and attend to the judgment of my lips.
7 Is it for God that you speak falsehood? Is it for him that you utter deceit?	7 Hath God any need of your lie, that you should speak deceitfully for him?
8 Is it for him that you show partiality? Do you play advocate on behalf of God?	8 Do you accept his person, and do you endeavour to judge for God?
9 Will it be well when he shall search you out? Would you impose on him as one does on men?	9 Or shall it please him, from whom nothing can be concealed ? or shall he be deceived as a man, with your deceitful dealings ?
10 He will openly rebuke you if even in secret you show partiality.	10 He shall reprove you, because in secret you accept his person.
11 Surely will his majesty affright you and the dread of him fall upon you.	11 As soon as he shall move himself, he shall trouble you: and his dread shall fall upon you.
12 Your reminders are ashy maxims, your fabrications are mounds of clay.	12 Your remembrance shall be compared to ashes, and your necks shall be brought to clay.
13 Be silent, let me alone! that I may speak and give vent to my feelings.	13 Hold your peace a little while, that I may speak whatsoever my mind shall suggest to me.
14 I will carry my flesh between my teeth, and take my life in my hand.	14 Why do I tear my flesh with my teeth, and carry my soul in my hands?
15 Slay me though he might, I will wait for him; I will defend my conduct before him.	15 Although he should bill me, I will trust in him: but yet I will reprove my ways in his sight.
16 And this shall be my salvation, that no impious man can come into his presence.	16 And he shall be my saviour: for no hypocrite shall come before his presence.
17 Pay careful heed to my speech, and give my statement a hearing.	17 Hear ye my speech, and receive with Sour ears hidden truths.
18 Behold, I have prepared my case, I know that I am in the right.	18 If I shall be judged, I know that I shall be found just.
19 If anyone can make a case against me, then I shall be silent and die.	19 Who is he that will plead against me? let him come: why am I consumed holding my peace?
20 These things only do not use against me, then from your presence I need not hide:	20 Two things only do not to me, and then from thy face I shall not be hid:
21 Withdraw your hand far from me, and let not the terror of you frighten me.	21 Withdraw thy hand far from me, and let not thy dread terrify me.
22 Then call me, and I will respond; or let me speak first, and answer me.	22 Call me, and I will answer thee: or else I will speak, and do thou answer me.
23 What are my faults and my sins? My misdeeds and my sins make known to me!	23 How many are my iniquities and sins? make me know my crimes and offences.
24 Why do you hide your face and consider me your enemy?	24 Why hidest thou thy face, and thinkest me thy enemy?
25 Will you harass a wind-driven leaf, or pursue a withered straw?	25 Against a leaf, that is carried away with the wind, thou shewest thy power, and thou pursuest a dry straw.
26 For you draw up bitter indictments against me, and punish in me the faults of my youth.	26 For thou writest bitter things against me, and wilt consume me for the sins of my youth.
27 You put my feet in the stocks; you watch all my paths and trace out all my footsteps.	27 Thou hast put my feet in the stocks, and hast observed all my paths, and hast considered the steps of my feet:
28 Though he wears out like a leather bottle, like a garment that the moth has consumed?	28 Who am to be consumed as rottenness, and as a garment that is moth-eaten.