Yet He finds occasions against me, He counts me as His enemy;
For now You number my steps, But do not watch over my sin.
He tears me in His wrath, and hates me; He gnashes at me with His teeth; My adversary sharpens His gaze on me.
He has also kindled His wrath against me, And He counts me as one of His enemies.
But You have become cruel to me; With the strength of Your hand You oppose me.
Oh, that I had one to hear me! Here is my mark. Oh, that the Almighty would answer me, That my Prosecutor had written a book!
“For Job has said, ‘I am righteous, But God has taken away my justice;
For He crushes me with a tempest, And multiplies my wounds without cause.
I am afraid of all my sufferings; I know that You will not hold me innocent.
If I am condemned, Why then do I labor in vain?