Verse 15
Job 13:15
Literal Standard Version
15
Behold, He slays me—I do not wait! Only, I argue my ways to His face.
Original Language Text
hebrew
הֵ֣ן יִ֭קְטְלֵ/נִי לא ל֣/וֹ אֲיַחֵ֑ל אַךְ דְּ֝רָכַ֗/י אֶל פָּנָ֥י/ו אוֹכִֽיחַ
English Translation
Behold, they will kill me; I will not wait. But my ways I will present before Him.
AI translation from hebrew via gpt-4o-mini
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Chapter 13 Context
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“Behold, my eye has seen all, || My ear has heard, and it attends to it.
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According to your knowledge I have known—also I. I am not more fallen than you.
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Yet I speak for the Mighty One, || And I delight to argue for God (Elohim).
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And yet, you are forgers of falsehood, || Physicians of nothing—all of you,
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O that you would keep perfectly silent, || And it would be to you for wisdom.
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Please hear my argument, || And attend to the pleadings of my lips,
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Do you speak perverseness for God (Elohim)? And do you speak deceit for Him?
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Do you accept His face, if you strive for God (Elohim)?
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Is it good that He searches you, || If, as one mocks at a man, you mock at Him?
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He surely reproves you, if you accept faces in secret.
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Does His excellence not terrify you? And His dread fall on you?
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Your remembrances are allegories of ashes, || For high places of clay are your heights.
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Keep silent from me, and I speak, || And pass over me what will.
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Why do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?
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Behold, He slays me—I do not wait! Only, I argue my ways to His face.
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Also—He is to me for salvation, || For the profane do not come before Him.
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Hear my word diligently, || And my declaration with your ears.
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Now behold, I have set the cause in order, || I have known that I am righteous.
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Who is he that strives with me? For now I keep silent and gasp.
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Only two things, O God (Elohim), do with me, || Then I am not hidden from Your face:
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Put Your hand far off from me, || And do not let Your terror terrify me.
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And You call, and I answer, || Or—I speak, and You answer me.
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How many iniquities and sins do I have? Let me know my transgression and my sin.
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Why do You hide Your face? And reckon me for an enemy to You?
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Do You terrify a leaf driven away? And do You pursue the dry stubble?
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For You write bitter things against me, || And cause me to possess iniquities of my youth,
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And you put my feet in the stocks, || And observe all my paths—You set a print on the roots of my fe...
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And he, as a rotten thing, wears away, || A moth has consumed him as a garment.”
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