Job - Chapter 13 | American Standard Version

  • 1. Lo, mine eye hath seen all {cf15i this}, Mine ear hath heard and understood it.
  • 2. What ye know, {cf15i the same} do I know also: I am not inferior unto you.
  • 3. Surely I would speak to the Almighty, And I desire to reason with God.
  • 4. But ye are forgers of lies; Ye are all physicians of no value.
  • 5. Oh that ye would altogether hold your peace! And it would be your wisdom.
  • 6. Hear now my reasoning, And hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
  • 7. Will ye speak unrighteously for God, And talk deceitfully for him?
  • 8. Will ye show partiality to him? Will ye contend for God?
  • 9. Is it good that he should search you out? Or as one deceiveth a man, will ye deceive him?
  • 10. He will surely reprove you, If ye do secretly show partiality.
  • 11. Shall not his majesty make you afraid, And his dread fall upon you?
  • 12. Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defences are defences of clay.
  • 13. Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak; And let come on me what will.
  • 14. Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
  • 15. Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.
  • 16. This also shall be my salvation, That a godless man shall not come before him.
  • 17. Hear diligently my speech, And let my declaration be in your ears.
  • 18. Behold now, I have set my cause in order; I know that I am righteous.
  • 19. Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.
  • 20. Only do not two things unto me; Then will I not hide myself from thy face:
  • 21. Withdraw thy hand far from me; And let not thy terror make me afraid.
  • 22. Then call thou, and I will answer; Or let me speak, and answer thou me.
  • 23. How many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin.
  • 24. Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And holdest me for thine enemy?
  • 25. Wilt thou harass a driven leaf? And wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
  • 26. For thou writest bitter things against me, And makest me to inherit the iniquities of my youth:
  • 27. Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks, And markest all my paths; Thou settest a bound to the soles of my feet:
  • 28. Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
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