25  ^f“My days are swifter than a runner;

they flee away; they see no good.

26  They go by like skiffs of reed,

like an eagle swooping on the prey.

27  If I say, ‘I will forget my ^gcomplaint,

I will put off my sad face, and ^hbe of good cheer,’

28  I become afraid of all my suffering,

for I know ⁱyou will not hold me innocent.

29  ^jI shall be condemned;

why then do I labor in vain?

30  If I wash myself with ^ksnow

and cleanse my hands ^lwith lye,

31  yet you will plunge me into a pit,

and my own clothes will abhor me.

32  For ^mhe is not a man, as I am, that I might answer him,

that we should come to trial together.

33  ⁿThere is no¹ arbiter between us,

who might lay his hand on us both.

34  Let him take his ^orod away from me,

and ^plet not dread of him terrify me.

35  Then I would speak without fear of him,

for I am not so in myself.