2 “Even today my complaint is bitter; my hand is heavy in addition to my groaning.
3 O that I knew and that I might find him; O that I might come to his dwelling.
4 I would lay my case before him, and I would fill my mouth with arguments.
5 I want to know the words with which he would answer me, and I want to understand what he would say to me.
6 Would he contend with me in the greatness of his strength? No, but he himself would give heed to me.
7 There an upright person could reason with him, and I would be acquitted forever by my judge.
8 “When I go forward, he is not there, or backward, I cannot see him.