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12Behold, He snatcheth away, who can hinder Him?
Who will say unto Him: 'What doest Thou?'
13God will not withdraw His anger;
The helpers of Rahab did stoop under Him.
14How much less shall I answer Him,
And choose out my arguments with Him?
15Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer;
I would make supplication to Him that contendeth with me.
16If I had called, and He had answered me;
Yet would I not believe that He would hearken unto my voice—
17He that would break me with a tempest,
And multiply my wounds without cause;
18That would not suffer me to take my breath,
But fill me with bitterness.
19If it be a matter of strength, lo, He is mighty!
And if of justice, who will appoint me a time
20Though I be righteous, mine own mouth shall condemn me;
Though I be innocent, He shall prove me perverse.
21I am innocent—I regard not myself,
I despise my life.
22It is all one—therefore I say:
He destroyeth the innocent and the wicked.
23If the scourge slay suddenly,
He will mock at the calamity of the guiltless.
24The earth is given into the hand of the wicked;
He covereth the faces of the judges thereof;
If it be not He, who then is it?
25Now my days are swifter than a runner;
They flee away, they see no good.
26They are passed away as the swift ships;
As the vulture that swoopeth on the prey.
27If I say: 'I will forget my complaint,
I will put off my sad countenance, and be of good cheer',
28I am afraid of all my pains,
I know that Thou wilt not hold me guiltless.
29I shall be condemned;
Why then do I labour in vain?
30If I wash myself with snow water,
And make my hands never so clean;
31Yet wilt Thou plunge me in the ditch,
And mine own clothes shall abhor me.
32For He is not a man, as I am, that I should answer Him,
That we should come together in judgment.
33There is no arbiter betwixt us,
That might lay his hand upon us both.
34Let Him take His rod away from me,
And let not His terror make me afraid;
35Then would I speak, and not fear Him;
For I am not so with myself.
10 My soul is weary of my life;
I will give free course to my complaint;
I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2I will say unto God: Do not condemn me;
Make me know wherefore Thou contendest with me.