### Darby's English Translation

Job 12

## The Book of Job

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| # Chapter 13
| Lo, mine eye hath seen all [this], mine ear hath heard and understood it.
| What ye know, I know also: I am not inferior to you.
| But I will speak to the Almighty, and will find pleasure in reasoning with łGod;
| For ye indeed are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.
| Oh that ye would be altogether silent! and it would be your wisdom.
| Hear now my defence, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
| Will ye speak unrighteously for łGod? and for him speak deceit?
| Will ye accept his person? will ye contend for łGod?
| Will it be well if he should search you out? or as one mocketh at a man, will ye mock at him?
| He will certainly reprove you, if ye do secretly accept persons.
| Shall not his excellency terrify you? and his dread fall upon you?
| Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, your bulwarks are bulwarks of mire.
| Hold your peace from me, and I will speak, and let come on me what [will]!
| Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
| Behold, if he slay me, yet would I trust in him; but I will defend mine own ways before him.
| This also shall be my salvation, that a profane man shall not come before his face.
| Hear attentively my speech and my declaration with your ears.
| Behold now, I have ordered the cause; I know that I shall be justified.
| Who is he that contendeth with me? For if I were silent now, I should expire.
| Only do not two things unto me; then will I not hide myself from thee.
| Withdraw thy hand far from me; and let not thy terror make me afraid:
| Then call, and I will answer; or I will speak, and answer thou me.
| How many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin.
| Wherefore dost thou hide thy face, and countest me for thine enemy?
| Wilt thou terrify a driven leaf? and wilt thou pursue dry stubble?
| For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possess the iniquities of my youth;
| And thou puttest my feet in the stocks, and markest all my paths; thou settest a bound about the soles of my feet; --
| One who, as a rotten thing consumeth, as a garment that the moth eateth.

Job 14

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