Lo, mine eye hath seen1 all [this], mine ear hath heard1 and understood4 it.
What ye know, [the same] do I know1 also: I [am] not inferior6 unto you.
Surely I would speak17 to the Almighty, and I desire4 to reason53 with God.
But ye [are] forgers6 of lies, ye [are] all physicians6 of no value.
O that4 ye would altogether53 hold your peace!55 and it should be your wisdom.
Hear3 now my reasoning, and hearken54 to the pleadings of my lips.
Will ye speak17 wickedly for God? and talk17 deceitfully for him?
Will ye accept4 his person? will ye contend4 for God?
Is it good1 that he should search4 you out? or as one man mocketh15 another, do ye [so] mock17 him?
He will surely53 reprove55 you, if ye do secretly accept4 persons.
Shall not his excellency make you afraid?17 and his dread fall4 upon you?
Your remembrances [are] like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay.
Hold your peace,54 let me alone, that I may speak,17 and let come4 on me what [will].
Wherefore do I take4 my flesh in my teeth, and put4 my life in mine hand?
Though he slay4 me, yet will I trust17 in him: but I will maintain55 mine own ways before him.
He also [shall be] my salvation: for an hypocrite shall not come4 before him.
Hear3 diligently2 my speech, and my declaration with your ears.
Behold now, I have ordered1 [my] cause; I know1 that I shall be justified.4
Who [is] he [that] will plead4 with me? for now, if I hold my tongue,55 I shall give up the ghost.4
Only do4 not two [things] unto me: then will I not hide11 myself from thee.
Withdraw thine hand far54 from me: and let not thy dread make me afraid.17
Then call3 thou, and I will answer:4 or let me speak,17 and answer54 thou me.
How many [are] mine iniquities and sins? make me to know54 my transgression and my sin.
Wherefore hidest55 thou thy face, and holdest4 me for thine enemy?6
Wilt thou break4 a leaf driven to and fro?12 and wilt thou pursue4 the dry stubble?
For thou writest4 bitter things against me, and makest me to possess55 the iniquities of my youth.
Thou puttest4 my feet also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly4 unto all my paths; thou settest a print101 upon the heels of my feet.
And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth,4 as a garment that is moth eaten.1