For I know not to give flattering titles; `Else' would my Maker soon take me away.
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The Spirit of God hath made me, And the breath of the Almighty giveth me life.
Behold now, I have opened my mouth; My tongue hath spoken in my mouth.
Let me not, I pray you, respect any man's person; Neither will I give flattering titles unto any man.
For I am full of words; The spirit within me constraineth me.
I also will answer my part, I also will show mine opinion.
Behold, my breast is as wine which hath no vent; Like new wine-skins it is ready to burst.
He putteth my feet in the stocks, He marketh all my paths.
I will speak, that I may be refreshed; I will open my lips and answer.
Behold, my terror shall not make thee afraid, Neither shall my pressure be heavy upon thee.
My words `shall utter' the uprightness of my heart; And that which my lips know they shall speak sincerely.
Behold, I am toward God even as thou art: I also am formed out of the clay.
I am clean, without transgression; I am innocent, neither is there iniquity in me:
Surely thou hast spoken in my hearing, And I have heard the voice of thy' words, saying',
And shall I wait, because they speak not, Because they stand still, and answer no more?
Behold, he findeth occasions against me, He counteth me for his enemy:
Job 33
Howbeit, Job, I pray thee, hear my speech, And hearken to all my words.
If thou canst, answer thou me; Set `thy words' in order before me, stand forth.
Then was kindled the wrath of Elihu the son of Barachel the Buzite, of the family of Ram: against Job was his wrath kindled, because he justified himself rather than God.
I would declare unto him the number of my steps; As a prince would I go near unto him.
(The sojourner hath not lodged in the street; But I have opened my doors to the traveller);
So these three men ceased to answer Job, because he was righteous in his own eyes.
For he hath not directed his words against me; Neither will I answer him with your speeches.
Let thistles grow instead of wheat, And cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended.
If my land crieth out against me, And the furrows thereof weep together;
This also were an iniquity to be punished by the judges; For I should have denied the God that is above.
If I have lifted up my hand against the fatherless, Because I saw my help in the gate:
(Nay, from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, And her have I guided from my mother's womb);
If like Adam I have covered my transgressions, By hiding mine iniquity in my bosom,