[1] Look, my eyes have seen all this; my ears have heard and understood it. [2] Everything you know, I also know; I am not inferior to you. [3] Yet I prefer to speak to the Almighty and argue my case before God. [4] You use lies like plaster; you are all worthless healers. [5] If only you would shut up and let that be your wisdom! [6] Hear now my argument, and listen to my defense. [7] Would you testify unjustly on God's behalf or speak deceitfully for him? [8] Would you show partiality to him or argue the case in his defense? [9] Would it go well if he examined you? Could you deceive him as you would deceive a man? [10] Surely he would rebuke you if you secretly showed partiality. [11] Would God's majesty not terrify you? Would his dread not fall on you? [12] Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ash; your defenses are made of clay. [13] Be quiet, and I will speak. Let whatever comes happen to me. [14] I will put myself at risk and take my life in my own hands. [15] Even if he kills me, I will hope in him. I will still defend my ways before him. [16] Yes, this will result in my deliverance, for no godless person can appear before him. [17] Pay close attention to my words; let my declaration ring in your ears. [18] Now then, I have prepared my case; I know that I am right. [19] Can anyone indict me? If so, I will be silent and die. [20] Only grant these two things to me, God, so that I will not have to hide from your presence: [21] remove your hand from me, and do not let your terror frighten me. [22] Then call, and I will answer, or I will speak, and you can respond to me. [23] How many iniquities and sins have I committed? Reveal to me my transgression and sin. [24] Why do you hide your face and consider me your enemy? [25] Will you frighten a wind-driven leaf? Will you chase after dry straw? [26] For you record bitter accusations against me and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth. [27] You put my feet in the stocks and stand watch over all my paths, setting a limit for the soles of my feet. [28] A person wears out like something rotten, like a moth-eaten garment.
