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Job 9:20

American Standard Version (1901)

Though I be righteous, mine own mouth shall condemn me: Though I be perfect, it shall prove me perverse.

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Job speaketh without knowledge, And his words are without wisdom.

For in many things we all stumble. If any stumbleth not in word, the same is a perfect man, able to bridle the whole body also.

wranglings of men corrupted in mind and bereft of the truth, supposing that godliness is a way of gain.

And he said unto them, Ye are they that justify yourselves in the sight of men; but God knoweth your hearts: for that which is exalted among men is an abomination in the sight of God.

But he, desiring to justify himself, said unto Jesus, And who is my neighbor?

Then said I, Woe is me! for I am undone; because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for mine eyes have seen the King, Jehovah of hosts.

He that hath a wayward heart findeth no good; And he that hath a perverse tongue falleth into mischief.

In the multitude of words there wanteth not transgression; But he that refraineth his lips doeth wisely.

And enter not into judgment with thy servant; For in thy sight no man living is righteous.

If thou, Jehovah, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who could stand?

Therefore doth Job open his mouth in vanity; He multiplieth words without knowledge.

Of a truth I know that it is so: But how can man be just with God?

Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?

There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and turned away from evil.

Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer; I would make supplication to my judge.

I shall be condemned; Why then do I labor in vain?

I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.

If I be wicked, woe unto me; And if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head; Being filled with ignominy, And looking upon mine affliction.

My transgression is sealed up in a bag, And thou fastenest up mine iniquity.




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