If I wash myself with snow water, and make my hands never so clean;

Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.

If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;

Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.

Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?

For now thou numberest my steps: dost thou not watch over my sin?

For Job hath said, I am righteous: and God hath taken away my judgment.

Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?

He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.

Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.

Oh that one would hear me! behold, my desire is, that the Almighty would answer me, and that mine adversary had written a book.