1Job reproveth his friends of false reasoning and partiality: 14though unable to account for his own afflictions, he professeth his confidence in God: 20he entreateth to know his sins, and the cause of his affliction.
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1Lo, 1mine eye hath seen all this, mine ear hath heard and understood it.
21What ye know, the same do I know also: I am not inferior unto you.
3Surely I 1would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
4But ye are1forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.
5O 1that ye would altogether hold your peace! and it should be your wisdom.
61Hear now my reasoning, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
71Will ye speak wickedly for God? and talk 2deceitfully for him?
8Will ye 1accept his person? will ye contend for God?
91Is it good that he should 2search you out? or as one man mocketh another, do ye so3mock him?
10He will surely 1reprove you, if ye do secretly accept persons.
11Shall not his aexcellency make you afraid? and his dread fall upon you?
121Your remembrances are like unto 2ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay.
13aHold your peace, 1let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
14Wherefore 1do I take my flesh in my teeth, and 2put my life in mine hand?
151Though he slay me, yet will I 2trust in him: but I will amaintain mine own ways before him.
16He also shall be1my salvation: for 2an hypocrite shall not come before him.
171Hear diligently my speech, and my declaration with your ears.
18Behold now, I have 1ordered my cause; 2I know that I shall be justified.
191Who is he that will plead with me? 2for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
201Only do not two things unto me: then will I not 2hide myself from thee.
211Withdraw thine hand far from me: and let not thy dread make me afraid.
22Then 1call thou, and I will answer: or let me speak, and answer thou me.
231How many are mine iniquities and sins? make me to know my transgression and my sin.
24Wherefore 1hidest thou thy face, and 2holdest me for thine enemy?
25Wilt 1thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
26For 1thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possess the iniquities of my youth.
27Thou 1puttest my feet also in the stocks, and 2alookest narrowly unto all my paths; thou settest a print upon the bheels of my feet.
281And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.