18:013:004 But ye are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.
18:013:005 O that ye would altogether hold your peace! and it should be
your wisdom.
18:013:006 Hear now my reasoning, and hearken to the pleadings of my
lips.
18:013:007 Will ye speak wickedly for God? and talk deceitfully for him?
18:013:008 Will ye accept his person? will ye contend for God?
18:013:009 Is it good that he should search you out? or as one man mocketh another, do ye so mock him?
18:013:010 He will surely reprove you, if ye do secretly accept persons.
18:013:011 Shall not his excellency make you afraid? and his dread fall
upon you?
18:013:012 Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies
of clay.
18:013:013 Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come
on me what will.