11 Would not his splendour terrify you?Would not the dread of him fall on you?
12 Your maxims are proverbs of ashes;your defences are defences of clay.
13 ‘Keep silent and let me speak;then let come to me what may.
14 Why do I put myself in jeopardyand take my life in my hands?
15 Though he slay me, yet will I hope in him;I will surely defend my ways to his face.
16 Indeed, this will turn out for my deliverance,for no godless person would dare come before him!
17 Listen carefully to what I say;let my words ring in your ears.