17. For He crushes me with a storm, and has multiplied my wounds for no cause.
18. He does not allow me to recover my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
19. If I speak of power? Look, He is mighty. And if of right-ruling? Who sets me a time?
20. If I am righteous? My mouth would declare me wrong. Am I perfect? It would declare me perverse.
21. Am I perfect? Do I not know my own being? I despise my life!
22. It is all the same, therefore I say, ‘He destroys the perfect and the wrong.’
23. If the scourge slays suddenly, He laughs at the trial of the innocent.
24. Earth has been given into the hand of the wrong. He covers the faces of its judges. If it is not He, then who is it?