28 I become 1afraid of all my suffering, for I know you will not 2hold me innocent.
29 I shall be 3condemned; why then do I labor in vain?
30 If I wash myself with snow and 4cleanse my hands with lye,
31 yet you will plunge me into a pit, and my own clothes will 5abhor me.
32 For he is not a man, as I am, that I might answer him, that we should 6come to trial together.
33 7There is noa arbiter between us, who might lay his hand on us both.
34 8Let him take his 9rod away from me, and let 10not dread of him terrify me.
35 Then I would speak without fear of him, for I am not so in myself.