Job 13 »My eyes have seen all this and my ears have heard and understood it.

NSB⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ »My eyes have seen all this and my ears have heard and understood it. ² »I know what you know. I am not inferior to you! ³ »But I want to speak to the Almighty and to argue my case with God. ⁴ »You are smearing me with lies. As doctors you are worthless, all of you! ⁵ »If only you would be altogether silent! For you, that would be wisdom. ⁶ »Hear my argument. Listen to the plea of my lips. ⁷ »Will you speak wickedly on God’s behalf? Will you speak deceitfully for him? ⁸ »Will you show him partiality? Will you argue the case for God? ⁹ »Would it turn out well if he examined you? Could you deceive him as you might deceive men? ¹⁰ »He would rebuke you if you secretly showed partiality. ¹¹ »Would not his excellence terrify you? Would not the dread of him fall on you? ¹² »Your platitudes are proverbs of ashes. Your defenses are defenses of clay. ¹³ »Keep silent and let me speak! Then let come to me what may. ¹⁴ »Why do I put myself in jeopardy and take my life in my hands? ¹⁵ »Though he put me to death, yet I will hope in him. I will defend my ways before him. ¹⁶ »Indeed, this will turn out for my deliverance, for no godless man would dare come before him! ¹⁷ »Listen carefully to my words. Let your ears take in (Pay attention to) what I say. ¹⁸ »Now that I have prepared my case, I know I will be vindicated. ¹⁹ »Can anyone bring charges against me? If so, I will be silent and die. ²⁰ »Only grant me these two things, O God, and then I will not hide from you: ²¹ Withdraw your hand far from me, and stop frightening me with your terrors. ²² »Then summon me and I will answer, or let me speak, and you reply. ²³ How many wrongs and sins have I committed? Show me my transgressions and my sin. ²⁴ »Why do you hide your face and consider me your enemy? ²⁵ »Will you torment a leaf driven two and fro? Will you chase after dry chaff? ²⁶ »You write down bitter things against me and make me inherit the sins of my youth. ²⁷ »You fasten my feet in shackles. You keep close watch on all my paths by putting marks on the soles of my feet. ²⁸ »So man wastes away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.