Today my complaint is again bitter; my strength is weighed down because of my groaning.
Oh, that I could know how to find him— come to his dwelling place;
I would lay out my case before him, fill my mouth with arguments,
know the words with which he would answer, understand what he would say to me.
Would he contend with me through brute force? No, he would surely listen to me.
There those who do the right thing can argue with him; I could escape from my judge forever.
Look, I go east; he's not there, west, and don't discover him;
north in his activity, and I don't grasp him; he turns south, and I don't see.
Surely he knows my way; when he tests me, I will emerge as gold.
My feet have stayed right in his tracks. I have kept his way and not left it,
kept the commandments from his lips and not departed, valued the words from his mouth more than my food.
He is of one mind; who can reverse it? What he desires, he does.
He carries out what is decreed for me and can do many similar things with me.
Therefore, I am scared by his presence; I think and become afraid of him.
God has weakened my mind; the Almighty has frightened me.
Still I'm not annihilated by darkness; he has hidden deep darkness from me.