I cry out,“ Violence!” but get no response; I call for help, but there is no justice.

我因委屈呼叫，却不蒙应允；我呼求，却不得公断。

看哪，我喊冤叫屈，却不蒙应允；我呼求，却没有公正。

看哪，我喊冤叫屈，却不蒙应允；我呼求，却没有公正。

我喊冤，却无人回应；我呼救，却不见公道。

我呼叫‘强暴！’却没有回答；我呼求，却得不到公断。

我因委曲呼叫，卻不蒙應允；我呼求，卻不得公斷。

看哪，我喊冤叫屈，卻不蒙應允；我呼求，卻沒有公正。

看哪，我喊冤叫屈，卻不蒙應允；我呼求，卻沒有公正。

我喊冤，卻無人回應；我呼救，卻不見公道。

我呼叫‘強暴！’卻沒有回答；我呼求，卻得不到公斷。

『我若哀叫說：「受橫暴啊！」卻沒有應我的；我呼救，卻得不到公斷。

我呼屈抑、而不蒙垂聽、我求援助、而不得公斷、

我雖赴訴、不蒙聽察、我雖呼籲、不得昭雪。

我因被屈哀告、不蒙對答、我雖呼號、不得伸冤、

“ Though I cry,‘ Violence!’ I get no response; though I call for help, there is no justice.

“ I cry out,‘ Someone harmed me!’ But I don’t get any reply. I call out for help. But I’m not treated fairly.

Behold, I cry out,‘ Violence!’ but I am not answered; I call for help, but there is no justice.

“ I cry out,‘ Help!’ but no one answers me. I protest, but there is no justice.

“ Behold, I cry,‘ Violence!’ but I get no answer; I shout for help, but there is no justice.

“ If I cry out concerning wrong, I am not heard. If I cry aloud, there is no justice.

Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no justice.

I cry out:“ Violence!” but get no response; I call for help, but there is no justice.

Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but[ there is] no judgment.

“ If I cry out,‘ Violence!’ I receive no answer; I cry for help, but there is no justice.

“ Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.

How long, LORD, must I call for help and you do not listen or cry out to you about violence and you do not save?Why do you force me to look at injustice? Why do you tolerate wrongdoing? Oppression and violence are right in front of me. Strife is ongoing, and conflict escalates.

Even when I cry out and plead for help, he blocks out my prayer.

I cry out to you for help, but you do not answer me; when I stand up, you merely look at me.

although my hands are free from violence and my prayer is pure.Earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry for help find no resting place.Even now my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is in the heights!

If I am wicked, woe to me! And even if I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head. I am filled with shame and have drunk deeply of my affliction.If I am proud, you hunt me like a lion and again display your miraculous power against me.You produce new witnesses against me and multiply your anger toward me. Hardships assault me, wave after wave.

For he is not a man like me, that I can answer him, that we can take each other to court.

Is it good for you to oppress, to reject the work of your hands, and favor the plans of the wicked?

For Job has declared,“ I am righteous, yet God has deprived me of justice.

I know your thoughts very well, the schemes by which you would wrong me.

My God, I cry by day, but you do not answer, by night, yet I have no rest.

If only I knew how to find him, so that I could go to his throne.I would plead my case before him and fill my mouth with arguments.I would learn how he would answer me; and understand what he would say to me.Would he prosecute me forcefully? No, he would certainly pay attention to me.Then an upright man could reason with him, and I would escape from my Judge forever.

For whenever I speak, I cry out, I proclaim,“ Violence and destruction!” so the word of the LORD has become my constant disgrace and derision.

The earth is handed over to the wicked; he blindfolds its judges. If it isn’t he, then who is it?

Would you really challenge my justice? Would you declare me guilty to justify yourself?

Even if he kills me, I will hope in him. I will still defend my ways before him.Yes, this will result in my deliverance, for no godless person can appear before him.Pay close attention to my words; let my declaration ring in your ears.Now then, I have prepared my case; I know that I am right.Can anyone indict me? If so, I will be silent and die.Only grant these two things to me, God, so that I will not have to hide from your presence:remove your hand from me, and do not let your terror frighten me.Then call, and I will answer, or I will speak, and you can respond to me.How many iniquities and sins have I committed? Reveal to me my transgression and sin.

I wish that someone might argue for a man with God just as anyone would for a friend.

If only I had someone to hear my case! Here is my signature; let the Almighty answer me. Let my Opponent compose his indictment.I would surely carry it on my shoulder and wear it like a crown.