Job 13 ⓘ

13:1 “Behold, my eye has seen all this. My ear has heard and understood it.

13:2 What you know, I know also. I am not inferior to you.

13:3 “Surely I would speak to the Almighty. I desire to reason with God.

13:4 But you are forgers of lies. You are all physicians of no value.

13:5 Oh that you would be completely silent! Then you would be wise.

13:6 Hear now my reasoning. Listen to the pleadings of my lips.

13:7 Will you speak unrighteously for God, and talk deceitfully for him?

13:8 Will you show partiality to him? Will you contend for God?

13:9 Is it good that he should search you out? Or as one deceives a man, will you deceive him?

13:10 He will surely reprove you if you secretly show partiality.

13:11 Won’t his majesty make you afraid and his dread fall on you?

13:12 Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes. Your defences are defences of clay.

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

13:14 Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?

13:15 Behold, he will kill me. I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.

13:16 This also will be my salvation, that a godless man will not come before him.

13:17 Listen carefully to my speech. Let my declaration be in your ears.

13:18 See now, I have set my cause in order. I know that I am righteous.

13:19 Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.

13:20 “Only don’t do two things to me, then I will not hide myself from your face:

13:21 withdraw your hand far from me, and don’t let your terror make me afraid.

13:22 Then call, and I will answer, or let me speak, and you answer me.

13:23 How many are my iniquities and sins? Make me know my disobedience and my sin.

13:24 Why do you hide your face, and consider me your enemy?

13:25 Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?

13:26 For you write bitter things against me, and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.

13:27 You also put my feet in the stocks, and mark all my paths. You set a bound to the soles of my feet,

13:28 though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.