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