You'll go to your grave at a ripe old age; like a stack of grain that's harvested at just the right time.

Does God pervert justice? Does the Almighty pervert what's right?

"Indeed, I'm fully aware that this is so, but how can a person become right with God?

Even if I'm in the right, I cannot answer him. I can only appeal for mercy.

Though I'm in the right, my own mouth will condemn me; though I'm blameless, he'll pronounce me as guilty.

removing his rod from me, and not letting terror of him overwhelm me.

Even if its roots have grown ancient in the earth, and its stump begins to rot in the ground,

"What is mankind, that he can be blameless? Or does being born of a woman mean he'll be in the right?

My face is red from my tears, and dark shadows encircle my eyelids,

"For he has stumbled into a net with his own feet; he walked right into the network!

"When you're thinking about asking yourselves, "How will we pursue him, since the root of the problem is with him?'

Because he knows the road on which I travel, when he had tested me, I'll come out like gold.

They push the needy off the road, and force the poor of the land into hiding.

How can a human being become right with God? How can a human being be pure?

Far be it from me to admit that you're right! I intend to maintain my integrity even if it kills me!

"A wretched crowd ambushes me to my right; they trip my feet; they build up their path of calamity for me.

you carried me off in a wind storm, making me ride on it while you toss me about as the storm roars around me.

"Look! I have waited to hear your speech, so I listened to your insights while you searched for the right words to say.

"You aren't right about this; My response is that God is greater than human beings.

"He'll sing to mankind with these words: "I've sinned. I have twisted what is right. Yet he has not repaid me like I deserve.

let's choose what's right for us. Let's consider among ourselves what is good."

"Where is the road to where the light lives? Or where does the darkness live?

stared down and subdued every proud person, trampled the wicked right where they are,