If one wished to contend with God, he could not answer Him one time out of a thousand.
I will say to God: Do not condemn me! Let me know why You prosecute me.
“Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who argues with God give an answer.”
Even if I were righteous, my mouth would condemn me; if I were blameless, it would declare me guilty.
Who can discern his own errors? Cleanse me from my hidden faults.
For evils without number surround me; my sins have overtaken me, so that I cannot see. They are more than the hairs of m
Even if our hearts condemn us, God is greater than our hearts, and He knows all things.
If we say we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us.
For He is not a man like me, that I can answer Him, that we can take each other to court.
If only I knew where to find Him, so that I could go to His seat.
For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: “I dwell in a high and holy
But who are you, O man, to talk back to God? Shall what is formed say to Him who formed it, “Why did You make me like th
Why do you complain to Him that He answers nothing a man asks?
(Oh, that I had one to hear me! Here is my signature. Let the Almighty answer me; let my accuser compose an indictment.
If He were to set His heart to it and withdraw His Spirit and breath,