Job 13
1Behold, my eye has seen all these things, and my ear has heard, and I have understood each one.
2In conformity with your knowledge, I also know. I am not inferior to you.
3Yet I speak this way to the Almighty, and I desire to argue with God,
4having first shown that you fabricate lies and cultivate perverse teachings.
5And I wish that you would remain silent, so that you would be counted among the wise.
6Therefore, listen to my correction, and pay attention to the judgment of my lips.
7Does God require your lie, so that you would speak deceitfully for him?
8Have you taken his place, and do you struggle to give judgment in favor of God?
9Or, will it please him, from whom nothing can be concealed? Or, will he be deceived, like a man, by your deceitfulness?
10He will accuse you because in secret you have preempted his presence.
11As soon as he moves himself, he will disturb you, and his dread will fall over you.
12Your remembrance will be compared to ashes, and your necks will be reduced to clay.
13Be silent for a little while, so that I may speak whatever my mind suggests to me.
14Why do I wound my flesh with my teeth, and carry my soul in my hands?
15And now, if he would kill me, I will hope in him; in this, truly, I will correct my ways in his sight.
16And he will be my savior, for no hypocrite at all will approach in his sight.
17Listen to my words, and perceive an enigma with your ears.
18If I will be judged, I know that I will be found to be just.
19Who is it that will go to judgment with me? Let him approach. Why should I be consumed in silence?
20Do not do such things to me twice, and then I will not hide from your face.
21Take your hand far away from me, and do not let your dread terrify me.
22Call me, and I will answer you, or else I will speak, and you can answer me.
23How many iniquities and sins do I have? Reveal my crimes and offenses to me.
24Why do you conceal your face and consider me to be your enemy?
25Against a leaf, which is carried away by the wind, you reveal your power, and you pursue dry straw.
26For you write bitter things against me, and you want to consume me for the sins of my youth.
27You have put my feet on a tether, and you have observed all my paths, and you have considered the steps of my feet.
28I will be left to decay like something rotten and like a garment that is being eaten by moths.
1Lo, mine eye hath seen all this, mine ear hath heard and understood it.
2What ye know, the same do I know also: I am not inferior unto you.
3Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
4But ye are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.
5O that ye would altogether hold your peace! and it should be your wisdom.
6Hear now my reasoning, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
7Will ye speak wickedly for God? and talk deceitfully for him?
8Will ye accept his person? will ye contend for God?
9Is it good that he should search you out? or as one man mocketh another, do ye so mock him?
10He will surely reprove you, if ye do secretly accept persons.
11Shall not his excellency make you afraid? and his dread fall upon you?
12Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay.
13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
15Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.
16He also shall be my salvation: for an hypocrite shall not come before him.
17Hear diligently my speech, and my declaration with your ears.
18Behold now, I have ordered my cause; I know that I shall be justified.
19Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
20Only do not two things unto me: then will I not hide myself from thee.
21Withdraw thine hand far from me: and let not thy dread make me afraid.
22Then call thou, and I will answer: or let me speak, and answer thou me.
23How many are mine iniquities and sins? make me to know my transgression and my sin.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
25Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
26For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possess the iniquities of my youth.
27Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly unto all my paths; thou settest a print upon the heels of my feet.
28And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.