1Lo, mine eye has seen all this, mine ear has heard and understood it. 2What all of you know, the same do I know also: I am not inferior unto you. 3Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God. 4But all of you are forgers of lies, all of you are all physicians of no value. 5O that all of you would altogether hold your peace! and it should be your wisdom. 6Hear now my reasoning, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips. 7Will all of you speak wickedly for God? and talk deceitfully for him? 8Will all of you accept his person? will all of you contend for God? 9Is it good that he should search you out? or as one man mocks another, do all of you so mock him? 10He will surely reprove you, if all of you do secretly accept persons. 11Shall not his excellency make you afraid? and his dread fall upon you? 12Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay. 13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will. 14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand? 15Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him. 16He also shall be my salvation: for an hypocrite shall not come before him. 17Hear diligently my speech, and my declaration with your ears. 18Behold now, I have ordered my cause; I know that I shall be justified. 19Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the spirit. 20Only do not two things unto me: then will I not hide myself from you. 21Withdraw yours hand far from me: and let not your dread make me afraid. 22Then call you, and I will answer: or let me speak, and answer you me. 23How many are mine iniquities and sins? make me to know my transgression and my sin. 24Wherefore hide you your face, and hold me for yours enemy? 25Will you break a leaf driven back and forth? and will you pursue the dry stubble? 26For you write bitter things against me, and make me to possess the iniquities of my youth. 27You put my feet also in the stocks, and look narrowly unto all my paths; you set a print upon the heels of my feet. 28And he, as a rotten thing, consumes, as a garment that is moth eaten.