But God has found fault with me; he considers me his enemy.
Then you will count my steps, but you will not keep track of my sin.
God attacks me and tears me with anger; he grinds his teeth at me; my enemy stares at me with his angry eyes.
His anger burns against me, and he treats me like an enemy.
You have turned on me without mercy; with your powerful hand you attacked me.
(“How I wish a court would hear my case! Here I sign my name to show I have told the truth. Now let the Almighty answer me; let the one who accuses me write it down.
“Job says, ‘I am not guilty, and God has refused me a fair trial.
He would crush me with a storm and multiply my wounds for no reason.
I still dread all my suffering. I know you will hold me guilty.
I have already been found guilty, so why should I struggle for no reason?
