12. Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay.
13. Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
14. Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
15. Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.
16. He also shall be my salvation: for an hypocrite shall not come before him.