Yes, I know what you've said is true, but how can a person be justified before God?
If one wanted to take Him to court, he could not answer God once in a thousand [times].
God is wise and all-powerful. Who has opposed Him and come out unharmed?
He removes mountains without their knowledge, overturning them in His anger.
He shakes the earth from its place so that its pillars tremble.
He commands the sun not to shine and seals off the stars.
He alone stretches out the heavens and treads on the waves of the sea.
He makes [the stars]: the Bear, Orion, the Pleiades, and the constellations of the southern sky.
He performs great and unsearchable things, wonders without number.
If He passes by me, I wouldn't see Him; [if] He goes right by, I wouldn't recognize Him.
If He snatches [something], who can stop Him? Who can ask Him, "What are You doing?"
God does not hold back His anger; Rahab's assistants cringe in fear beneath Him!
How then can I answer Him or choose my arguments against Him?
Even if I were in the right, I could not answer. I could only beg my judge for mercy.
If I summoned [Him] and He answered me, I do not believe He would pay attention to what I said.
He batters me with a whirlwind and multiplies my wounds without cause.
He doesn't let me catch my breath but soaks me with bitter experiences.
If it is a matter of strength, look, He is the Mighty One! If it is a matter of justice, who can summon Him?
Even if I were in the right, my own mouth would condemn me; if I were blameless, my mouth would declare me guilty.
Though I am blameless, I no longer care about myself; I renounce my life.
It is all the same. Therefore I say, "He destroys both the blameless and the wicked."
When disaster brings sudden death, He mocks the despair of the innocent.
The earth is handed over to the wicked; He blindfolds its judges. If it isn't He, then who is it?
My days fly by faster than a runner; they flee without seeing any good.
They sweep by like boats made of papyrus, like an eagle swooping down on [its] prey.
If I said, "I will forget my complaint, change my expression, and smile,"
I would still live in terror of all my pains. I know You will not acquit me.
Since I will be found guilty, why should I labor in vain?
If I wash myself with snow, and cleanse my hands with lye,
then You dip me in a pit [of mud], and my own clothes despise me!
For He is not a man like me, that I can answer Him, that we can take each other to court.
There is no one to judge between us, to lay his hand on both of us.
Let Him take His rod away from me so His terror will no longer frighten me.
Then I would speak and not fear Him. But that is not the case; I am on my own.