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13 Hold your peace a little while, that I may speak whatsoever my mind shall suggest to me.

14 Why do I tear my flesh with my teeth, and carry my soul in my hands?

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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13 “Let me have silence, and I will speak,
    and let come on me what may.
14 Why should I take my flesh in my teeth
    and (A)put my life in my hand?
15 (B)Though he slay me, I will (C)hope in him;[a]
    yet I will (D)argue my ways to his face.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 13:15 Or Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope