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The Book of Job

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- Kapitel 13 -

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Loe, mine eye hath seene all this: mine eare hath heard, and vnderstande it.
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I knowe also as much as you knowe: I am not inferiour vnto you.
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But I will speake to the Almightie, and I desire to dispute with God.
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For in deede ye forge lyes, and all you are physitions of no value.
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Oh, that you woulde holde your tongue, that it might be imputed to you for wisedome!
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Nowe heare my disputation, and giue eare to the arguments of my lips.
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Will ye speake wickedly for Gods defence, and talke deceitfully for his cause?
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Will ye accept his person? or will ye contende for God?
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Is it well that he shoulde seeke of you? will you make a lye for him, as one lyeth for a man?
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He will surely reprooue you, if ye doe secretly accept any person.
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Shall not his excellencie make you afraid? and his feare fall vpon you?
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Your memories may be compared vnto ashes, and your bodyes to bodyes of clay.
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Holde your tongues in my presence, that I may speake, and let come vpon what will.
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Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
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Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
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He shalbe my saluation also: for the hypocrite shall not come before him.
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Heare diligently my wordes, and marke my talke.
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Beholde nowe: if I prepare me to iudgement, I knowe that I shalbe iustified.
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Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.

Job's desperate prayer

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But doe not these two things vnto me: then will I not hide my selfe from thee.
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Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
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Then call thou, and I will answere: or let me speake, and answere thou me.
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Howe many are mine iniquities and sinnes? shewe me my rebellion, and my sinne.
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Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
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Wilt thou breake a leafe driuen to and from? and wilt thou pursue the drie stubble?
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For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
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Thou puttest my feete also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly vnto all my pathes, and makest the print thereof in ye heeles of my feet.
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Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
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“Behold, my eye has seen all this. My ear has heard and understood it.
2
What you know, I know also. I am not inferior to you.
3
“Surely I would speak to the Almighty. I desire to reason with God.
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But you are forgers of lies. You are all physicians of no value.
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Oh that you would be completely silent! Then you would be wise.
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Hear now my reasoning. Listen to the pleadings of my lips.
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Will you speak unrighteously for God, and talk deceitfully for him?
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Will you show partiality to him? Will you contend for God?
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Is it good that he should search you out? Or as one deceives a man, will you deceive him?
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He will surely reprove you if you secretly show partiality.
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Won’t his majesty make you afraid and his dread fall on you?
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Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes. Your defenses are defenses of clay.
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“Be silent! Leave me alone, that I may speak. Let come on me what will.
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Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
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Behold, he will kill me. I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.
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This also will be my salvation, that a godless man will not come before him.
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Listen carefully to my speech. Let my declaration be in your ears.
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See now, I have set my cause in order. I know that I am righteous.
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Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.

Job's desperate prayer

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“Only don’t do two things to me, then I will not hide myself from your face:
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withdraw your hand far from me, and don’t let your terror make me afraid.
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Then call, and I will answer, or let me speak, and you answer me.
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How many are my iniquities and sins? Make me know my disobedience and my sin.
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Why do you hide your face, and consider me your enemy?
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Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?
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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 also put my feet in the stocks, and mark all my paths. You set a bound to the soles of my feet,
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though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
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