Job 9:29
Verse 29 of 35. The 9th of 42 chapters in Job, in Poetry and Wisdom.
25“Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away. They see no good.
26They have passed away as the swift ships, as the eagle that swoops on the prey.
27If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad face, and cheer up,’
28I am afraid of all my sorrows. I know that you will not hold me innocent.
29I will be condemned. Why then do I labor in vain?
30If I wash myself with snow, and cleanse my hands with lye,
31yet you will plunge me in the ditch. My own clothes will abhor me.
32For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, that we should come together in judgment.
33There is no umpire between us, that might lay his hand on us both.
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