Job 9:25-35 ▼

25 So my days are swifter than a runner; they flee, not seeing good.

26 They pass by with ships of papyrus, like an eagle rushing upon its food.

27 If I were to say, ‘I will forget my complaint, let me change my face and smile,’

28 I would fear all my sorrows, and I know that You will not clear me.

29 I am wicked; why then should I labor in vain?

30 If I wash myself with water of snow, and cleanse my hands with lye,

31 yet into the pit You will plunge me, and my own garments will abhor me.

32 For He is not a man like I am, that I may answer Him, that we would come together into judgment.

33 There is not a mediator between us, to lay his hand upon the two of us,

34 tu turn away from me His rod, and not let His terror frighten me.

35 I would speak and not be afraid of Him; but I am not thus with me.