“ I am the Mighty One. Will the man who argues with me correct me? Let him who brings charges against me answer me!”

“强辩的岂可与全能者争论吗？与神辩驳的可以回答这些吧！”

“强辩的岂可与全能者争论？与上帝辩驳的可以回答吧！”

“强辩的岂可与全能者争论？与神辩驳的可以回答吧！”

“强辩者岂可与全能者争论？与上帝辩驳的人请作出答复。”

“挑剔是非的，怎能与全能者争辩呢？责备神的，回答这个问题吧。”

強辯的豈可與全能者爭論嗎？與神辯駁的可以回答這些吧！

「強辯的豈可與全能者爭論？與上帝辯駁的可以回答吧！」

「強辯的豈可與全能者爭論？與神辯駁的可以回答吧！」

「強辯者豈可與全能者爭論？與上帝辯駁的人請作出答覆。」

“挑剔是非的，怎能與全能者爭辯呢？責備神的，回答這個問題吧。”

『好辯的哪可同全能者挑剔是非呢？譴責上帝的儘管回答呀。』

好駁折者、可與全能者爭論乎、與上帝辯者、尚其答之、

我全能之上帝也、爾昔欲與我辨、今何詞以對。

好辯者、欲與全能之主爭乎、與天主辯者、今可答之、

“ Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct him? Let him who accuses God answer him!”

“ Shall a faultfinder contend with the Almighty? He who argues with God, let him answer it.”

“ Do you still want to argue with the Almighty? You are God’s critic, but do you have the answers?”

Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct him? Let him who argues with God give an answer.

“ Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who rebukes God give an answer.”

“ Shall the one who contends with the Almighty correct Him? He who rebukes God, let him answer it.”

Shall he that cavilleth contend with the Almighty? He that argueth with God, let him answer it.

Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct Him? Let him who argues with God give an answer.

Shall he that contendeth with the Almighty instruct[ him]? he that reproveth God, let him answer it.

“ Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct him? Let the person who accuses God give him an answer!”

“ Shall he who argues contend with the Almighty? He who argues with God, let him answer it.”

“ Who can ever know what is in the Lord’s mind? Can anyone ever teach him?”( Isaiah 40:13) But we have the mind of Christ.

Why do you claim that God never answers anybody’s questions?

Did the Lord have to ask anyone to help him understand? Did he have to ask someone to teach him the right way? Who taught him what he knows? Who showed him how to understand?

Stop treating me this way. And stop making me so afraid.Then send for me, and I’ll answer. Or let me speak, and you reply.How many things have I done wrong? How many sins have I committed? Show me my crime. Show me my sin.Why do you turn your face away from me? Why do you think of me as your enemy?I’m already like a leaf that is blown by the wind. Are you going to terrify me even more? I’m already like dry straw. Are you going to keep on chasing me?You write down bitter things against me. You make me suffer for the sins I committed when I was young.You put my feet in chains. You watch every step I take. You do it by putting marks on the bottom of my feet.

“ Who can ever know what the Lord is thinking? Or who can ever give him advice?”( Isaiah 40:13)“ Has anyone ever given anything to God, so that God has to pay them back?”( Job 41:11)All things come from him. All things are directed by him. All things are for his praise. May God be given the glory forever! Amen.

He would send a storm to crush me. He’d increase my wounds without any reason.He wouldn’t let me catch my breath. He’d make my life very bitter.

Why is life given to a man like me? God hasn’t told me what will happen to me. He has surrounded me with nothing but trouble.

How terrible it will be for anyone who argues with their Maker! They are like a broken piece of pottery lying on the ground. Does clay say to a potter,“ What are you making?” Does a pot say,“ The potter doesn’t have any skill”?How terrible it will be for anyone who says to a father,“ Why did you give me life?” How terrible for anyone who says to a mother,“ Why have you brought me into the world?”The Lord is the Holy One of Israel. He made them. He says to them,“ Are you asking me about what will happen to my children? Are you telling me what I should do with what my hands have made?

They might wish to argue with him. But they couldn’t answer him even once in a thousand times.

“ You people have a proverb about the land of Israel. What do you mean by it? It says,“‘ The parents eat sour grapes. But the children have a bitter taste in their mouths.’

Then I want you to know that God hasn’t treated me right. In fact, he has captured me in his net.“ I cry out,‘ Someone harmed me!’ But I don’t get any reply. I call out for help. But I’m not treated fairly.God has blocked my way, and I can’t get through. He has made my paths so dark I can’t see where I’m going.He has taken my wealth away from me. He has stripped me of my honor.He tears me down on every side until I’m gone. He pulls up the roots of my hope as if I were a tree.His anger burns against me. He thinks I’m one of his enemies.

“ Why should those who suffer ever be born? Why should life be given to those whose spirits are bitter?

“ God hasn’t treated me fairly. The Mighty One has made my life bitter. You can be sure that God lives. And here’s something else you can be sure of.

One of you will say to me,“ Then why does God still blame us? Who can oppose what he wants to do?”But you are a mere human being. So who are you to talk back to God? Scripture says,“ Can what is made say to the one who made it,‘ Why did you make me like this?’ ”( Isaiah 29:16; 45:9)Isn’t the potter free to make different kinds of pots out of the same lump of clay? Some are for special purposes. Others are for ordinary use.What if God chose to show his great anger? What if he chose to make his power known? But he put up with the people he was angry with. They were made to be destroyed.What if he put up with them to show the riches of his glory to other people? Those other people are the ones he shows his mercy to. He made them to receive his glory.

He is near. He will prove I haven’t done anything wrong. So who will bring charges against me? Let’s face each other in court! Who can bring charges against me? Let him come and face me!

When they received it, they began to complain about the owner.

Does it make you happy when you crush me? Does it please you to turn your back on what you have made? While you do those things, you smile on the plans of sinful people!You don’t have human eyes. You don’t see as people see.Your days aren’t like the days of a mere human being. Your years aren’t even like the years of a strong man.So you search for my mistakes. You look for my sin.You already know I’m not guilty. No one can save me from your power.

Then you will count every step I take. But you won’t keep track of my sin.The wrong things I’ve done will be sealed up in a bag. You will wipe out my sins by forgiving them.

Won’t you ever look away from me? Won’t you leave me alone even for one second?If I’ve really sinned, tell me what I’ve done to you. You see everything we do. Why do you shoot your arrows at me? Have I become a problem to you?Why don’t you forgive the wrong things I’ve done? Why don’t you forgive me for my sins? I’ll soon lie down in the dust of my grave. You will search for me. But I’ll be gone.”

“ God isn’t a mere human being like me. I can’t answer him. We can’t take each other to court.I wish someone would settle matters between us. I wish someone would bring us together.I wish someone would keep God from punishing me. Then his terror wouldn’t frighten me anymore.I would speak up without being afraid of him. But as things stand now, I can’t do that.

If I sinned, you would be watching me. You wouldn’t let me go without punishing me.If I were guilty, how terrible that would be for me! Even if I haven’t sinned, I can’t be proud of what I’ve done. That’s because I’m so full of shame. I’m drowning in my suffering.If I become proud, you hunt me down like a lion. You show your mighty power against me.You bring new witnesses against me. You become more and more angry with me. You use your power against me again and again.

“ Why didn’t I die when I was born? Why didn’t I die as I came out of my mother’s body?Why was I placed on her knees? Why did her breasts give me milk?

Are we trying to make the Lord jealous? Are we stronger than he is?

You do mean things to me. You attack me with your mighty power.

Am I the ocean? Am I the sea monster? If I’m not, why do you guard me so closely?

God has turned me over to sinful people. He has handed me over to them.Everything was going well with me. But he broke me into pieces like a clay pot. He grabbed me by the neck and crushed me. He has taken aim at me.He shoots his arrows at me from all sides. Without pity, he stabs me in the kidneys. He spills my insides on the ground.He smashes through me as if I were a wall. He rushes at me like a fighting man.“ I’ve sewed rough clothing over my skin. All I can do is sit here in the dust.My face is red from crying. I have dark circles under my eyes.But I haven’t harmed anyone. My prayers to God are pure.“ Earth, please don’t cover up my blood! May God always hear my cry for help!Even now my witness is in heaven. The one who speaks up for me is there.My go- between is my friend as I pour out my tears to God.He makes his appeal to God to help me as a person pleads for a friend.

God has already planned what now exists. He has already decided what a human being is. No one can argue with someone who is stronger.