How painful are honest words! But what do your arguments prove?
Do you mean to correct what I say, and treat my desperate words as wind?
You would even cast lots for the fatherless and barter away your friend.
“But now be so kind as to look at me. Would I lie to your face?
Relent, do not be unjust; reconsider, for my integrity is at stake.
Is there any wickedness on my lips? Can my mouth not discern malice?