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Job|13:1|-|Indeed, my eye has seen all this;My ear has heard and understood it.
Job|13:2|-|What you know, I also know;I am not inferior to you.
Job|13:3|-|But I would speak to the Almighty,And I desire to |a|argue with God.
Job|13:4|-|Yet you are plasterers of lies;|a|Physicians of no value are you all.
Job|13:5|-|Oh that you would be altogether silent,And this would be your wisdom!
Job|13:6|-|Hear now my argument,And hearken to the contentions of my lips.
Job|13:7|-|Will you speak wrongly for GodAnd speak deceitfully for Him?
Job|13:8|-|Will you be partial to Him?Will you contend for God?
Job|13:9|-|Will it be well with you when He searches you out?Or will you |a|deceive Him as one might deceive a man?
Job|13:10|-|He will surely reprove youIf you are secretly partial.
Job|13:11|-|Will not His majesty make you afraidAnd His dread fall on you?
Job|13:12|-|Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes;Your defenses are defenses of clay.
Job|13:13|-|Be silent before me, and I myself will speak;And let come on me what may.
Job|13:14|-||1|I will take my flesh in my teethAnd put my life in my hand.
Job|13:15|-|Indeed, He will kill me; I have no hope.Nevertheless I will argue my ways before Him.
Job|13:16|-|This also will be my salvation,That no profane man may come before Him.
Job|13:17|-|Hear carefully my words,And let my declaration be in your ears.
Job|13:18|-|Here now, I have |a|arranged my case;I know that I will be vindicated.
Job|13:19|-|Who will contend with me?For then I would be silent and die.
Job|13:20|-|Only do not do two things to me,Then I will not hide from Your face:
Job|13:21|-|Withdraw Your hand far from me,And do not let Your terror frighten me.
Job|13:22|-|Then call, and I will answer;Or let me speak, and You respond to me.
Job|13:23|-|How many are my iniquities and sins?Make my transgression and my sin |a|known to me.
Job|13:24|-|Why do You |a|hide Your faceAnd consider me as Your |b|enemy?
Job|13:25|-|Will You harass a driven leafAnd pursue dry chaff?
Job|13:26|-|For You write bitter things against meAnd cause me to inherit the iniquities of my youth;
Job|13:27|-|And You put my feet in |a|stocksAnd mark all my paths;
You set a limit for the soles of my feet.
Job|13:28|-|And such a one is like some rotten thing that wastes away,Like a garment eaten by |a|moths.
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