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Why even a defense fails
How much less shall I answer him, Choose my words to argue with him?
Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer. I would make supplication to my judge.
If I had called, and he had answered me, Yet would I not believe that he listened to my voice.
For he breaks me with a tempest, Multiplies my wounds without cause.
He will not allow me to take my breath, But fills me with bitterness.
If it is a matter of strength, behold, he is mighty! If of justice, ‘Who,’ says he, ‘will summon me?’
Though I am righteous, my own mouth shall condemn me. Though I am blameless, it shall prove me perverse.