How, then, could I possibly argue my case with God?
There's not enough room in all of heaven for you, LORD God. How could you possibly live on earth in this temple I have built?
and argue my case.
because I am innocent, and he would say, "I now set you free!"
So how can we humans, when we are merely worms?
Now line up your arguments and prepare to face me.
Tell us what to say to God! Our minds are in the dark, and we don't know how to argue our case.
Humans are formed from clay and are fragile as moths, so what chance do you have?
Not once in a thousand times could we win our case if we took him to court.
God isn't a mere human like me. I can't put him on trial.
