Job 9:25-33

“My days go by faster than a runner; they fly away without my seeing any joy. They glide past like paper boats. They attack like eagles swooping down to feed. Even though I say, ‘I will forget my complaint; I will change the look on my face and smile,’ 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? I might wash myself with soap and scrub my hands with strong soap, but you would push me into a dirty pit, and even my clothes would hate me. “God is not human like me, so I cannot answer him. We cannot meet each other in court. I wish there were someone to make peace between us, someone to decide our case.