11. Shall not his excellence make you afraid? and his dread fall upon you?
12. Your proverbs are like unto ashes, your defenses are defenses of clay.
13. Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
14. Why do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
15. Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will defend my own ways before him.