1 Then Job answered and said:
But how can a man be righteous before God?
He could not answer Him one time out of a thousand.
Who has hardened himself against Him and prospered?
When He overturns them in His anger;
And its pillars tremble;
He seals off the stars;
And [b]treads on the [c]waves of the sea;
And the chambers of the south;
Yes, wonders without number.
If He moves past, I do not perceive Him;
Who can say to Him, ‘What are You doing?’
The allies of [f]the proud lie prostrate beneath Him.
And choose my words to reason with Him?
I would beg mercy of my Judge.
I would not believe that He was listening to my voice.
And multiplies my wounds without cause.
But fills me with bitterness.
And if of justice, who will appoint my day in court?
Though I were blameless, it would prove me perverse.
I despise my life.
Therefore I say, ‘He destroys the blameless and the wicked.’
He laughs at the plight of the innocent.
He covers the faces of its judges.
If it is not He, who else could it be?
They flee away, they see no good.
Like an eagle swooping on its prey.
I will put off my sad face and wear a smile,’
I know that You will not hold me innocent.
Why then do I labor in vain?
And cleanse my hands with [h]soap,
And my own clothes will [i]abhor me.
That I may answer Him,
And that we should go to court together.
Who may lay his hand on us both.
And do not let dread of Him terrify me.
But it is not so with me.