Who can make a case against me? If someone could, I’d be silent and die.
“ ‘Your hands formed me and made every part of me, then you turned to destroy me.
Be quiet, because I want to speak. Let whatever may happen to me ⌞happen⌟!
“Please don’t do two things to me so that I won’t have to hide from you:
If you are trying to make yourselves look better than me by using my disgrace as an argument against me,
If you have a response, answer me. Speak, because I’d be happy if you were right.
So I won’t keep my mouth shut, but I will speak from the distress that is in my spirit and complain about the bitterness in my soul.
Why don’t you forgive my disobedience and take away my sin? Soon I’ll lie down in the dust. Then you will search for me, but I’ll be gone!”
If he wished to debate with God, he wouldn’t be able to answer one question in a thousand.
The Almighty Lord helps me. Who will find me guilty? They will all wear out like a garment. Moths will eat them.
I think to myself, “I can forget the Lord and no longer speak his name.” But ⌞his word⌟ is inside me like a burning fire shut up in my bones. I wear myself out holding it in, but I can’t do it any longer.
Who will accuse those whom God has chosen? God has approved of them.