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Job 13:15 - Revised Version 1885

15 Though he slay me, yet will I wait for him: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 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

15 [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)

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

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Common English Bible

15 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

15 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

15 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  

Although 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 am righteous.


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


Although there is no violence in mine hands, And my prayer is pure.


That he would maintain the right of a man with God, And of a son of man with his neighbour!


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 put away mine integrity from me.


Shall he that cavilleth contend with the Almighty? He that argueth with God, let him answer it.


Wilt thou even disannul my judgement? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be justified?


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 thrust down in his evil-doing: 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.


whereinsoever our heart condemn us; because God is greater than our heart, and knoweth all things.


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