Job 13, sung word for word in more than 20 music styles, with the words on screen. Free. Choose a style and a voice to play it.
1 -“Indeed, my eyes have seen all this; my ears have heard and understood.
2 -What you know, I also know; I am not inferior to you.
3 -Yet I desire to speak to the Almighty and argue my case before God.
4 -You, however, smear with lies; you are all worthless physicians.
5 -If only you would remain silent; for that would be your wisdom!
6 -Hear now my argument, and listen to the plea of my lips.
7 -Will you speak wickedly on God’s behalf or speak deceitfully for Him?
8 -Would you show Him partiality or argue in His defense?
9 -Would it be well when He examined you? Could you deceive Him like a man?
10 -Surely He would rebuke you if you secretly showed partiality.
11 -Would His majesty not terrify you? Would the dread of Him not fall upon you?
12 -Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.
13 -Be silent, and I will speak. Then let come to me what may.
14 -Why do I put myself at risk and take my life in my own hands?
15 -Though He slay me, I will hope in Him. I will still defend my ways to His face.
16 -Moreover, this will be my salvation, for no godless man can appear before Him.
17 -Listen carefully to my words; let my declaration ring in your ears.
18 -Behold, now that I have prepared my case, I know that I will be vindicated.
19 -Can anyone indict me? If so, I will be silent and die.
20 -Only grant these two things to me, so that I need not hide from You:
21 -Withdraw Your hand from me, and do not let Your terror frighten me.
22 -Then call me, and I will answer, or let me speak, and You can reply.
23 -How many are my iniquities and sins? Reveal to me my transgression and sin.
24 -Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?
25 -Would You frighten a windblown leaf? Would You chase after dry chaff?
26 -For You record bitter accusations against me and bequeath to me the iniquities of my youth.
27 -You put my feet in the stocks and stand watch over all my paths; You set a limit for the soles of my feet.
28 -So man wastes away like something rotten, like a moth-eaten garment.
(Berean Standard Bible)
