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Job 13:15 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own 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
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Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.


Behold now, I have ordered my cause; I know that I shall be justified.


Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.


not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.


Oh that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbor!


but he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.


God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me.


Shall he that contendeth with the Almighty instruct him? He that reproveth God, let him answer it.


Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous?


My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.


Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.


The wicked is driven away in his wickedness: but the righteous hath hope in his death.


Then Jonah prayed unto the Lord his God out of the fish's belly,


yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.


For if our heart condemn us, God is greater than our heart, and knoweth all things.