| 1. | Lo, all -- hath mine eye seen, Heard hath mine ear, and it attendeth to it. |
| 2. | According to your knowledge I have known -- also I. I am not fallen more than you. |
| 3. | Yet I for the Mighty One do speak, And to argue for God I delight. |
| 4. | And yet, ye `are' forgers of falsehood, Physicians of nought -- all of you, |
| 5. | O that ye would keep perfectly silent, And it would be to you for wisdom. |
| 6. | Hear, I pray you, my argument, And to the pleadings of my lips attend, |
| 7. | For God do ye speak perverseness? And for Him do ye speak deceit? |
| 8. | His face do ye accept, if for God ye strive? |
| 9. | Is `it' good that He doth search you, If, as one mocketh at a man, ye mock at Him? |
| 10. | He doth surely reprove you, if in secret ye accept faces. |
| 11. | Doth not His excellency terrify you? And His dread fall upon you? |
| 12. | Your remembrances `are' similes of ashes, For high places of clay your heights. |
| 13. | Keep silent from me, and I speak, And pass over me doth what? |
| 14. | Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand? |
| 15. | Lo, He doth slay me -- I wait not! Only, my ways unto His face I argue. |
| 16. | Also -- He `is' to me for salvation, For the profane cometh not before Him. |
| 17. | Hear ye diligently my word, And my declaration with your ears. |
| 18. | Lo, I pray you, I have set in order the cause, I have known that I am righteous. |
| 19. | Who `is' he that doth strive with me? For now I keep silent and gasp. |
| 20. | Only two things, O God, do with me: Then from Thy face I am not hidden. |
| 21. | Thy hand put far off from me, And Thy terror let not terrify me. |
| 22. | And call Thou, and I -- I answer, Or -- I speak, and answer Thou me. |
| 23. | How many iniquities and sins have I? My transgression and my sin let me know. |
| 24. | Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee? |
| 25. | A leaf driven away dost Thou terrify? And the dry stubble dost Thou pursue? |
| 26. | For Thou writest against me bitter things, And causest me to possess iniquities of my youth: |
| 27. | And puttest in the stocks my feet, And observest all my paths, On the roots of my feet Thou settest a print, |
| 28. | And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him. |