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Job 13:19 - Revised Version 1885

Who is he that will contend with me? For now shall I hold my peace and give up the ghost.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Who is he that will plead with me? For now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Who is he who will argue against and refute me? For then I would hold my peace and expire.

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American Standard Version (1901)

Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.

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Common English Bible

Who would dare contend with me, for then I would be quiet and die.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Who is it that will go to judgment with me? Let him approach. Why should I be consumed in silence?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Who is he that will plead against me? Let him come. Why am I consumed holding my peace?

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Job 13:19
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Thine hands have framed me and fashioned me Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.


Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, And let come on me what wilt.


Only do not two things unto me, Then will I not hide myself from thy face:


If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, And plead against me my reproach:


If thou hast any thing to say, answer me: Speak, for I desire to justify thee.


Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.


And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust; And thou shall seek me diligently, but I shall not be.


If he be pleased to contend with him, He cannot answer him one of a thousand.


Behold, the Lord GODwill help me; who is he that shall condemn me? behold, they all shall wax old as a garment; the moth shall eat them up.


And if I say, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name, then there is in mine heart as it were a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am weary with forbearing, and I cannot contain.


Who shall lay anything to the charge of God's elect? It is God that justifieth;