Please return. Let there be no injustice. Yes, return again. My cause is righteous.

Though I were righteous, yet I wouldn't answer him. I would make supplication to my judge.

Though I am righteous, my own mouth shall condemn me. Though I am blameless, it shall prove me perverse.

If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still shall not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction.

See now, I have set my cause in order. I know that I am righteous.

What is man, that he should be clean? What is he who is born of a woman, that he should be righteous?

Yet shall the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.