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

²⁵ “Now my days are swifter than a runner;
They flee away, they see no good.
²⁶ “They slip by like reed boats,
Like an eagle that swoops on its prey.
²⁷ “Though I say, ‘I will forget my complaint,
I will leave off my sad countenance and be cheerful,’
²⁸ I am afraid of all my pains,
I know that You will not acquit me.
²⁹ “I am accounted wicked,
Why then should I toil in vain?
³⁰ “If I should wash myself with snow
And cleanse my hands with lye,
³¹ Yet You would plunge me into the pit,
And my own clothes would abhor me.

³² “For He is not a man as I am that I may answer Him,
That we may go to court together.
³³ “There is no umpire between us,
Who may lay his hand upon us both.
³⁴ “Let Him remove His rod from me,
And let not dread of Him terrify me.
³⁵ “Then I would speak and not fear Him;
But I am not like that in myself.