Job 13:13–28

¹³Hold your peace a little while, that I may speak whatsoever my mind shall suggest to me.

¹⁴Why do I tear my flesh with my teeth, and carry my soul in my hands?

¹⁵Although he should kill me, I will trust in him: but yet I will reprove my ways in his sight.

¹⁶And he shall be my saviour: for no hypocrite shall come before his presence.

¹⁷Hear ye my speech, and receive with your ears hidden truths.

¹⁸If I shall be judged, I know that I shall be found just.

¹⁹Who is he that will plead against me? let him come: why am I consumed holding my peace?

²⁰Two things only do not to me, and then from thy face I shall not be hid:

²¹Withdraw thy hand far from me, and let not thy dread terrify me.

²²Call me, and I will answer thee: or else I will speak, and do thou answer me.

²³How many are my iniquities and sins? make me know my crimes and offenses.

²⁴Why hidest thou thy face, and thinkest me thy enemy?

²⁵Against a leaf, that is carried away with the wind, thou shewest thy power, and thou pursuest a dry straw.

²⁶For thou writest bitter things against me, and wilt consume me for the sins of my youth.

²⁷Thou hast put my feet in the stocks, and hast observed all my paths, and hast considered the steps of my feet:

²⁸Who am to be consumed as rottenness, and as a garment that is motheaten.