Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.
Yea, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.
Will thou even annul my judgment? Will thou condemn me, that thou may be justified?
For Job has said, I am righteous, and God has taken away my right.
I cry to thee, and thou do not answer me. I stand up, and thou gaze at me.
Behold, I know your thoughts, and the devices with which ye would wrong me.
For as often as I speak, I cry out. I cry, Violence and destruction! Because the word of LORD is made a reproach to me, and a derision, all the day.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answer not, and in the night season, and I am not silent.
that he would maintain the right of a man with God, and of a son of man with his neighbor!
Is it good to thee that thou should oppress, that thou should despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, that we should come together in judgment.
The earth is given into the hand of the wicked. He covers the faces of the judges of it. If not [he], who then is it?
However does not a man stretch out the hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
But thou are holy, O thou who inhabit the praises of Israel.