28. I still dread all my pains, for I know You will not find me innocent.
29. If I am condemned— why should I struggle in vain?
30. If I wash myself with melted snow and cleanse my hands with lye,
31. then You would plunge me into a pit and my own clothes would detest me.
32. For He is not a human being, like I am, that I could answer Him, that we could go to court together.
33. There is no arbitrator between us, who could lay his hand on us both;
34. who could remove His rod from me, so that His terror would not frighten me.