²¹ Though I were perfect, yet would I not know my soul: I would despise my life.

⁷ Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.

² Should not the multitude of words be answered? and should a man full of talk be justified?

⁴ I am as one mocked of his neighbour, who calleth upon God, and he answereth him: the just upright man is laughed to scorn.

⁷ There the righteous might dispute with him; so should I be delivered for ever from my judge.

¹⁰ But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.

⁹ I am clean without transgression, I am innocent; neither is there iniquity in me.

³² If thou hast anything to say, answer me: speak, for I desire to justify thee.

⁵ For Job hath said, I am righteous: and God hath taken away my judgment.

³⁶ My desire is that Job may be tried unto the end because of his answers for wicked men.