Job 9:25-35

25And my days are swifter than a runner: they flee away, they see no good. 26They pass by like skiffs of reed; as an eagle that swoops upon the prey. 27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my [sad] countenance, and brighten up, 28I am afraid of all my sorrows; I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent. 29Be it that I am wicked, why then do I labour in vain? 30If I washed myself with snow-water, and cleansed my hands in purity, 31Then wouldest thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes would abhor me. 32For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him; that we should come together in judgment. 33There is not an umpire between us, who should lay his hand upon us both. 34Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his terror make me afraid, 35[Then] I will speak, and not fear him; but it is not so with me.