28. I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
29. I shall be condemned; why then do I labour in vain?
30. If I wash myself with snow water, and make my hands never so clean;
31. Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.
32. For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, that we should come together in judgment.
33. There is no daysman betwixt us, that might lay his hand upon us both.