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