14-20 “So how could I ever argue with him,
    construct a defense that would influence God?
Even though I’m innocent I could never prove it;
    I can only throw myself on the Judge’s mercy.
If I called on God and he himself answered me,
    then, and only then, would I believe that he’d heard me.
As it is, he knocks me about from pillar to post,
    beating me up, black-and-blue, for no good reason.
He won’t even let me catch my breath,
    piles bitterness upon bitterness.
If it’s a question of who’s stronger, he wins, hands down!
    If it’s a question of justice, who’ll serve him the subpoena?
Even though innocent, anything I say incriminates me;
    blameless as I am, my defense just makes me sound worse.

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15 Though I were innocent, I could not answer him;(A)
    I could only plead(B) with my Judge(C) for mercy.(D)
16 Even if I summoned him and he responded,
    I do not believe he would give me a hearing.(E)
17 He would crush me(F) with a storm(G)
    and multiply(H) my wounds for no reason.(I)

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