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| [1] | LO, mine eye hath seen all this, Mine ear hath heard and understood it. |
| [2] | What ye know, the same do I know also: I am not inferior unto you. |
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| [3] | Surely I would speak to the Almighty, And I desire to reason with God. |
| [4] | But ye are forgers of lies; Ye are all physicians of no value. |
| [5] | Oh that ye would altogether hold your peace! And it would be your wisdom. |
| [6] | Hear now my reasoning, And hearken to the pleadings of my lips. |
| [7] | Will ye speak unrighteously for God, And talk deceitfully for him? |
| [8] | Will ye show partiality to him? Will ye contend for God? |
| [9] | Is it good that he should search you out? Or as one deceiveth 1 a man, will ye deceive 2 him? |
| [10] | He will surely reprove you, If ye do secretly show partiality. |
| [11] | Shall not his majesty make you afraid, And his dread fall upon you? |
| [12] | Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defences are defences of clay. |
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| [13] | Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak; And let come on me what will. |
| [14] | Wherefore 3 should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand? |
| [15] | Behold, 4 he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain 5 my ways before him. |
| [16] | This also shall be my salvation, That a godless man shall not come before him. |
| [17] | Hear diligently my speech, And let my declaration be in your ears. |
| [18] | Behold now, I have set my cause in order; I know that I am 6 righteous. |
| [19] | Who is he that will contend with me? For then would 7 I hold my peace and give up the ghost. |
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| [20] | Only do not two things unto me; Then will I not hide myself from thy face: |
| [21] | Withdraw thy hand far from me; And let not thy terror make me afraid. |
| [22] | Then call thou, and I will answer; Or let me speak, and answer thou me. |
| [23] | How many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin. |
| [24] | Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And holdest me for thine enemy? |
| [25] | Wilt thou harass a driven leaf? And wilt thou pursue the dry stubble? |
| [26] | For thou writest bitter things against me, And makest me to inherit the iniquities of my youth: |
| [27] | Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks, And markest all my paths; Thou settest a bound to the soles of my feet: |
| [28] | Though 8 I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten. |