For I know not to give flattering titles; Else would my Maker soon take me away.
He that denounceth his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.
Let me not, I pray you, respect any man's person; Neither will I give flattering titles unto any man.
Howbeit, Job, I pray thee, hear my speech, And hearken to all my words.
My words shall utter the uprightness of my heart: And that which my lips know they shall speak sincerely.
Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?
He that rebuketh a man shall afterward find more favour Than he that flattereth with the tongue.
A man that flattereth his neighbour Spreadeth a net for his steps.
For am I now persuading men, or God? or am I seeking to please men? if I were still pleasing men, I should not be a servant of Christ.
For neither at any time were we found using words of flattery, as ye know, nor a cloke of covetousness, God is witness;