Job Continues: Still I Will Hope in God
JOB 13 “Behold, my eye has seen all this,
my ear has heard and understood it.
2 c What you know, I also know;
I am not inferior to you.
3[^][†] d But I would speak to the Almighty,
and I desire to e argue my case with God.
4[†] As for you, f you whitewash with lies;
g worthless physicians are you all.
5 Oh that you would h keep silent,
and it would be your wisdom!
6[†] Hear now my argument
and listen to the pleadings of my lips.
7 Will you i speak falsely for God
and speak i deceitfully for him?
8 Will you show partiality toward him?
Will you j plead the case for God?
9 Will it be well with you when he k searches you out?
Or l can you deceive him, as one deceives a man?
10 He will surely rebuke you
if in secret you show partiality.
11[†] Will not his m majesty terrify you,
and the dread of him fall upon you?
12 Your maxims are proverbs of n ashes;
your defenses are defenses of clay.
13 “Let me have silence, and I will speak,
and let come on me what may.
14 Why should I take my flesh in my teeth
and o put my life in my hand?
15[^][†] p Though he slay me, I will q hope in him; [1]
yet I will r argue my ways to his face.
16[†] This will be my salvation,
that the godless shall not come before him.
17 s Keep listening to my words,
and let my declaration be in your ears.
18 Behold, I have t prepared my case;
I know that I shall be in the right.
19 u Who is there who will contend with me?
For then I would be silent and die.
20[†] Only grant me two things,
then I will not v hide myself from your face:
21 w withdraw your hand far from me,
and let not x dread of you terrify me.
22 y Then call, and I will answer;
or let me speak, and you reply to me.
23 How many are my iniquities and my sins?
z Make me know my transgression and my sin.
24 Why a do you hide your face
and b count me as your enemy?
25 Will you frighten c a driven leaf
and pursue dry d chaff?
26[†] For you e write bitter things against me
and make me inherit f the iniquities of my youth.
27[†] You put my feet in g the stocks
and h watch all my paths;
you set a limit for [2] the soles of my feet.
28[†] Man [3] wastes away like i a rotten thing,
like a garment that is j moth-eaten.