Chapter 13
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"Behold, my eye has seen all this. My ear has heard and understood it.
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What you know, I know also. I am not inferior to you.
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"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 her?
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Will you show partiality to her? Will you contend for God?
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Is it good that she should search you out? Or as one deceives a woman, will you deceive her?
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She will surely reprove you if you secretly show partiality.
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Shall not her majesty make you afraid, And her 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, she will kill me. I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before her.
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This also shall be my salvation, that a godless woman shall not come before her.
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Hear diligently 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 she who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.
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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 hide you your face, and hold me for 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.