Behold, he finds occasions against me, he counts me for his enemy,
For now you number my steps: do not watch over my sin.
He tears me in his wrath, who hates me: he gnashes upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes upon me.
He has also kindled his wrath against me, and he counts me unto him as one of his enemies.
You have become cruel to me: with your strong hand you oppose yourself against me.
Oh that one would hear me! behold, my desire is, that the Almighty would answer me, and that my adversary had written a book.
For Job has said, I am righteous: and God has taken away my justice.
For he breaks me with a tempest, and multiplies my wounds without cause.
I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that you will not hold me innocent.
If I am wicked, why then labor I in vain?