11 Will not his majesty terrify you, and his dread fall upon you?
12 Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.
13 “Let me have silence, and I myself will speak, and let come over me whatever may.
14 Why should I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?
15 Look, though he kill me, I will hope in him; however, I will defend my ways before him.
16 Moreover, this is salvation to me, that the godless would not come before him.
17 “Listen carefully to my words, and let my exposition be in your ears.