For I am not able to give names of honour to any man; and if I did, my Maker would quickly take me away.
As for him who is false to his friend for a reward, light will be cut off from the eyes of his children.
Let me not give respect to any man, or give names of honour to any living.
And now, O Job, give ear to my words, and take note of all I say.
My heart is overflowing with knowledge, my lips say what is true.
May a man be upright before God? or a man be clean before his Maker?
He who says words of protest to a man will later have more approval than one who says smooth words with his tongue.
A man who says smooth things to his neighbour is stretching out a net for his steps.
Am I now using arguments to men, or God? or is it my desire to give men pleasure? if I was still pleasing men, I would not be a servant of Christ.
For it is common knowledge among you that we never made use of smooth-sounding false words, and God is witness that at no time were we secretly desiring profit for ourselves,