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Job 13:15 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

Even if he kills me, I will hope in him. I will still defend  my ways before him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

[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)

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

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Common English Bible

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

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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Although he should kill me, I will trust in him. But yet I will reprove my ways in his sight;

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Job 13:15
20 Tagairtí Cros  

even though you know that I am not wicked and that there is no one who can rescue from your power?


Now then, I have prepared my case; I know that I am right.


Yet I prefer to speak to the Almighty and argue my case before God.


although my hands are free from violence and my prayer is pure.


I wish that someone might argue for a man with God just as anyone  would for a friend.


Yet he knows the way I have taken; when he has tested me,  I will emerge as pure gold.


I will never affirm that you are right. I will maintain my integrity  , until I die.


Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct him? Let him who argues with God give an answer.


Would you really challenge my justice? Would you declare me guilty  to justify yourself?


My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.


The wicked one is thrown down by his own sin, but the righteous one has a refuge in his death.


Jonah prayed to the Lord his God from the belly of the fish:


yet I will celebrate in the  Lord; I will rejoice in the God of my salvation!


whenever our hearts condemn us; for God is greater than our hearts, and he knows all things.