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1Lo! mine eye, saith Job , hath seen all things, and mine ear hath heard; and I understood all things.
2Even with your knowing, also I know, and I am not lower than ye.
3But nevertheless I shall speak to Almighty God, and I covet to dispute with God;
4and first I show you makers of lies, and lovers or favourers of wayward teachings.
5And I would, that ye were still, that ye were guessed to be wise men.
6Therefore hear ye my chastisings; and perceive ye the doom of my lips.
7Whether God hath need to your leasing, that ye speak guileful things [or treacheries] for him?
8Whether ye take his face, and enforce or endeavour to deem for God?
9Either it shall please him, from whom nothing may be hid? Whether he, as a man, shall be deceived by your falsenesses?
10He shall reprove you; for ye take his face in huddles.
11Anon as he shall stir or move him, he shall trouble you; and his dread shall fall upon you.
12Your mind shall be comparisoned to ashes; and your nolls shall be driven down into clay.
13Be ye still a little, that I speak, whatever thing my mind hath showed to me.
14Why rend I my flesh with my teeth, and bear my life in mine hands?
15Yea, though God slay me, I shall hope in him; nevertheless I shall prove my ways in his sight.
16And he shall be my saviour; for why each hypocrite shall not come in his sight.
17Hear ye my word, and perceive ye with [your] ears my dark and hard privy or hard figurative speeches.
18If I shall be deemed, I know that I shall be found just [or rightwise] .
19Who is he that is deemed with me? Come he; why am I still, and am wasted?
20Do thou not to me two things only; and then I shall not be hid from thy face.
21Make thine hand far from me; and thy dread make not me afeared.
22Call thou me, and I shall answer thee; either certainly I shall speak, and thou shalt answer me.
23How great sins and wickednesses have I? Show thou to me my felonies, and my trespasses.
24Why hidest thou thy face, and deemest me thine enemy?
25Thou showest thy might against a leaf, that is ravished away with the wind; and thou pursuest dry stubble.
26For thou writest bitternesses against me; and wilt waste me with the sins of my young waxing age.
27Thou hast set [or put] my foot in a stock, and thou hast kept all my paths; and thou hast beheld the steps of my feet.
28And I shall be wasted as rot, and as a cloth, that is eaten of a moth.