Job 9:25-35 - My Life Is Speeding By

²⁵ My days, therefore, are swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have seen no good. ²⁶ They have passed away with boats of paper-reed, like a vulture which rusheth upon food. ²⁷ If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will lay aside my sad countenance, and brighten up, ²⁸ I am afraid of all my pains, I know, that thou wilt not pronounce me innocent. ²⁹ I, shall be held guilty, - Wherefore then, in vain, should I toil? ³⁰ Though I bathe myself in snow water, and cleanse, in cleanness itself, my hands, ³¹ Then, in a ditch, wouldst thou plunge me, and mine own clothes should abhor me:

³² For he is not a man like myself, whom I might answer, nor could we come together into judgment: ³³ There is not, between us, a mediator, who might lay his hand upon us both. ³⁴ Let him take from off me his rod, and, his terror, let it not startle me: ³⁵ I could speak, and not be afraid of him, although, not so, am, I, in myself!