“Job, you argued with God All-Powerful.\par You judged me guilty of doing wrong.\par Now, will you admit that you are wrong?\par Will you answer me!”\par
Evil people have gathered around me.\par They are too many to count!\par My sins have caught me,\par and I can’t escape them.\par They are more than the hairs on my head.\par I have lost my courage.\par
\{Don’t ask that.\} You are only people. And people have no right to question God. A clay jar does not question the man that made it. The jar does not say, “Why did you make me like this?”