Look, he finds occasions against me; he counts me as his enemy;
For then you would not number my steps; you would not keep watch over my sin;
He has torn me in his wrath and hated me; he has gnashed his teeth at me; my adversary sharpens his eyes against me.
He has kindled his wrath against me and counts me as his adversary.
You have turned cruel to me; with the might of your hand you persecute me.
O that I had one to hear me! (Here is my signature! Let the Almighty answer me!) O that I had the indictment written by my adversary!
For Job has said, ‘I am innocent, and God has taken away my right;
For he crushes me with a tempest and multiplies my wounds without cause;
I become afraid of all my suffering, for I know you will not hold me innocent.
I shall be condemned; why then do I labor in vain?