that he would argue the case of a man with God, as a son of man does with his neighbor.
Whatever has come to be has already been named, and it is known what man is, and that he is not able to dispute with one stronger than he.
But who are you, O man, to answer back to God? Will what is molded say to its molder, “Why have you made me like this?”
“Woe to him who strives with him who formed him, a pot among earthen pots! Does the clay say to him who forms it, ‘What are you making?’ or ‘Your work has no handles’?
Oh, that I had one to hear me! (Here is my signature! Let the Almighty answer me!) Oh, that I had the indictment written by my adversary!
Then call, and I will answer; or let me speak, and you reply to me.
But I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to argue my case with God.
My friends scorn me; my eye pours out tears to God,
For when a few years have come I shall go the way from which I shall not return.