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Job 13

Job Prepares His Case

¹ “Indeed, my eyes have seen all this; my ears have heard and understood.

² What you know, I also know; I am not inferior to you.

³ Yet I desire to speak to the Almighty and argue my case before God.

⁴ You, however, smear with lies; you are all worthless physicians.

⁵ If only you would remain silent; for that would be your wisdom!

⁶ Hear now my argument, and listen to the plea of my lips.

⁷ Will you speak wickedly on God’s behalf or speak deceitfully for Him?

⁸ Would you show Him partiality or argue in His defense?

⁹ Would it be well when He examined you? Could you deceive Him as you would deceive a man?

¹⁰ Surely He would rebuke you if you secretly showed partiality.

¹¹ Would His majesty not terrify you? Would the dread of Him not fall upon you?

¹² Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.

¹³ Be silent, and I will speak. Then let come to me what may.

¹⁴ Why do I put myself at risk 1 and take my life in my own hands?

¹⁵ Though He slay me, I will hope in Him.2 I will still defend my ways to His face.

¹⁶ Moreover, this will be my salvation, for no godless man can appear before Him.

¹⁷ Listen carefully to my words; let my declaration ring in your ears.

¹⁸ See now, I have prepared my case; I know that I will be vindicated.

¹⁹ Can anyone indict me? If so, I will be silent and die.

²⁰ Only grant these two things to me, so that I need not hide from You:

²¹ Withdraw Your hand from me, and do not let Your terror frighten me.

²² Then call me, and I will answer, or let me speak, and You can reply.

²³ How many are my iniquities and sins? Reveal to me my transgression and sin.

²⁴ Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?

²⁵ Would You frighten a windblown leaf? Would You chase after dry chaff?

²⁶ For You record bitter accusations against me and bequeath to me the iniquities of my youth.

²⁷ You put my feet in the stocks and stand watch over all my paths; You set a limit for the soles of my feet.

²⁸ So man wastes away like something rotten, like a moth-eaten garment.


  1. 13:14 Literally Why do I take my flesh in my teeth ↩︎

  2. 13:15 Or I have no other hope ↩︎