1 Then Job answered and said,

2 Even today is my complaint bitter: my hand is heavy in spite of my groaning.

3 Oh that I knew where I might find him! that I might come even to his seat!

4 I would order my cause before him, and fill my mouth with arguments.

5 I would know the words which he would answer me, and understand what he would say unto me.

6 Will he plead against me with his great power? No; but he would put strength in me.

7 There the righteous might reason with him; so should I be delivered forever from my judge.

8 Behold, I go forward, but he is not there; and backward, but I cannot perceive him:

9 On the left hand, where he does work, but I cannot behold him: he hides himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him:

10 But he knows the way that I take: when he has tested me, I shall come forth as gold.

11 My foot has held fast to his steps, his way have I kept, and not turned aside.

12 Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have esteemed the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.

13 But he is of one mind, and who can turn him? and what his soul desires, even that he does.

14 For he performs the thing that is appointed for me: and many such things are with him.

15 Therefore am I troubled at his presence: when I consider, I am afraid of him.

16 For God makes my heart soft, and the Almighty troubles me:

17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither has he covered the darkness from my face.