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25 My days have been swifter than a runner, || They have fled, they have not seen good, 26 They have passed on with ships of reed, || As an eagle darts on food. 27 Though I say, I forget my talking, || I forsake my corner, and I brighten up! 28 I have been afraid of all my griefs, || I have known that You do not acquit me. 29 I become wicked; why [is] this? I labor [in] vain. 30 If I have washed myself with snow-water, || And purified my hands with soap, 31 Then You dip me in corruption, || And my garments have detested me. 32 But if a man like myself—I answer Him, || We come together into judgment. 33 If there were a mediator between us, || He places his hand on us both. 34 He turns aside His rod from off me, || And His terror does not make me afraid, 35 I speak, and do not fear Him, but I am not right with myself.” Job 9:25-35, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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