For I do not know how to eulogize; else after a little my Maker will take me up.
For a share he makes known to friends ; even his son’s eyes shall be consumed.
I will not now lift up the face of a man, nor eulogize any man.
And yet, Job, now hear my speech and give ear to all my words.
My words are of uprightness of my heart; and my lips will clearly speak knowledge.
Is man more righteous than God? Or is a man more pure than his Maker?
He who reproves a man afterwards finds grace, more than he who flatters with the tongue.
A man who flatters his neighbor spreads a net for his steps.
For do I now persuade men or God? Or do I seek to please men? For if I yet pleased men, I would not be a slave of Christ.
For neither were we then found with a word of flattery, even as you know, nor with pretense of covetousness (God is witness),