Job 13

13 “My eyes have seen all this,
    my ears have heard and understood it.
2 What you know, I also know;
    I am not inferior to you.But I desire to speak to the Almighty
    and to argue my case with God.You, however, smear me with lies;
    you are worthless physicians, all of you!If only you would be altogether silent!
    For you, that would be wisdom.Hear now my argument;
    listen to the pleas of my lips.Will you speak wickedly on God’s behalf?
    Will you speak deceitfully for him?Will you show him partiality?
    Will you argue the case for God?
9 Would it turn out well if he examined you?
    Could you deceive him as you might deceive a mortal?He would surely call you to account
    if you secretly showed partiality.Would not his splendor terrify you?
    Would not the dread of him fall on you?Your maxims are proverbs of ashes;
    your defenses are defenses of clay.“Keep silent and let me speak;
    then let come to me what may.Why do I put myself in jeopardy
    and take my life in my hands?Though he slay me, yet will I hope in him;
    I will surely defend my ways to his face.Indeed, this will turn out for my deliverance,
    for no godless person would dare come before him!Listen carefully to what I say;
    let my words ring in your ears.
18 Now that I have prepared my case,
    I know I will be vindicated.Can anyone bring charges against me?
    If so, I will be silent and die.

20 “Only grant me these two things, God,
    and then I will not hide from you:
21 Withdraw your hand far from me,
    and stop frightening me with your terrors.Then summon me and I will answer,
    or let me speak, and you reply to me.How many wrongs and sins have I committed?
    Show me my offense and my sin.Why do you hide your face
    and consider me your enemy?Will you torment a windblown leaf?
    Will you chase after dry chaff?For you write down bitter things against me
    and make me reap the sins of my youth.You fasten my feet in shackles;
    you keep close watch on all my paths
    by putting marks on the soles of my feet.

28 “So man wastes away like something rotten,
    like a garment eaten by moths.

(1)(13:15) Or He will surely slay me; I have no hope — / yet I will

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