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Job 13:15 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

15 Though he slay me, yet will I wait for him: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: But I will maintain mine own ways before him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 [I do it because, though He slay me, yet will I wait for and trust Him and] behold, He will slay me; I have no hope–nevertheless, I will maintain and argue my ways before Him and even to His face.

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.

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Common English Bible

15 He will slay me; I’m without hope; I will surely prove my way to his face.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

15 And now, if he would kill me, I will hope in him; in this, truly, I will correct my ways in his sight.

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Job 13:15
20 Cross References  

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me: Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.


But he knoweth the way that I take; When he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.


whereinsoever our heart condemn us; because God is greater than our heart, and knoweth all things.


God forbid that I should justify you: Till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me.


The wicked is thrust down in his evil-doing: But the righteous hath hope in his death.


Behold now, I have ordered my cause; I know that I am righteous.


Wilt thou even disannul my judgement? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be justified?


Shall he that cavilleth contend with the Almighty? He that argueth with God, let him answer it.


That he would maintain the right of a man with God, And of a son of man with his neighbour!


Although there is no violence in mine hands, And my prayer is pure.


My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope


Although thou knowest that I am not wicked; And there is none that can deliver out of thine hand?


Surely I would speak to the Almighty, And I desire to reason with God.


Then Jonah prayed unto the LORD his God out of the fish's belly.


Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.


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