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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 reason with God.
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4 But you forgers of lies,
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You are all worthless physicians.
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5 Oh, that you would be silent,
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And it would be your wisdom!
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6 Now hear my reasoning,
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And heed the pleadings of my lips.
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7 Will you speak wickedly for God,
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And talk deceitfully for Him?
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8 Will you show partiality for Him?
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Will you contend for God?
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9 Will it be well when He searches you out?
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Or can you mock Him as one mocks a man?
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10 He will surely rebuke you
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If you secretly show partiality.
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11 Will not His excellence make you afraid,
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And the dread of Him fall upon you?
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12 Your platitudes are proverbs of ashes,
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Your defenses are defenses of clay.
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13 “Hold your peace with me, and let me speak,
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Then let come on me what may!
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14 Why do I take my flesh in my teeth,
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And put my life in my hands?
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15 Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.
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Even so, I will defend my own ways before Him.
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16 He also shall be my salvation,
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For a hypocrite could not come before Him.
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17 Listen carefully to my speech,
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And to my declaration with your ears.
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18 See now, I have prepared my case,
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I know that I shall be vindicated.
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19 Who is he who will contend with me?
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If now I hold my tongue, I perish.
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20 “Only two things do not do to me,
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Then I will not hide myself from You:
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21 Withdraw Your hand far from me,
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And let not the dread of You make me afraid.
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22 Then call, and I will answer;
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Or let me speak, then You respond to me.
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23 How many are my iniquities and 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 regard me as Your enemy?
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25 Will You frighten a leaf driven to and fro?
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And will You pursue dry stubble?
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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 closely all my paths.
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You set a limit for the soles of my feet.
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28 “Man decays like a rotten thing,
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Like a garment that is moth-eaten. |