1"Lo, my eye has seen all this, my ear has heard and understood it.

2What you know, I know also; I am not inferior to you.

3Notwithstanding I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to argue my case before God.

4But you are forgers of lies; you are all worthless physicians.

5Oh, that you would stop speaking entirely! And it would be your wisdom.

6Hear now my reasoning, and listen to the pleadings of my lips.

7Would you speak wickedly for God, and talk deceitfully for Him?

8Will you show partiality for Him, or will you contend for God?

9Is it good that He should search you out? Or as one man mocks another, do you mock Him?

10He will surely blame you, if you secretly show respect of persons.

11Shall not His excellency make you afraid, and His dread fall upon you?

12Your lofty sayings are like proverbs of ashes, your bulwarks are like defenses of clay.

13Be quiet. Let me alone so that I may speak, and let come upon me what may.

14Why do I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?

15Though He slay me, I will trust in Him; but I will maintain my own ways before Him.

16He also is my salvation, for a hypocrite shall not come before Him.

17Listen carefully to my words, and to my declarations with your ears.

18Behold now, I have set my cause in order; I know that I shall be justified.

19Can anyone bring charges against me? If so, I will be silent and die.

20Only do not do two things to me; then I will not hide myself from You.

21Withdraw Your hand far from me, and let not Your dread terrify me.

22Then call, and I will answer; or let me speak, and You answer me

23How many are my iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin.

24Why do You hide Your face, and reckon me as Your enemy?

25Will You terrify a leaf driven to and fro? Will You pursue the dry stubble?

26For You write bitter things against me, and make me to possess the sins of my youth.

27You put my feet also in the stocks, and look closely to all my paths; You set a limit for the soles of my feet,

28While I waste away like a rotten thing, like a garment that a moth has eaten."