27. If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my sad countenance, and brighten up,
28. I am afraid of all my sorrows; I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
29. Be it that I am wicked, why then do I labour in vain?
30. If I washed myself with snow-water, and cleansed my hands in purity,
31. Then wouldest thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes would abhor me.
32. For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him; that we should come together in judgment.
33. There is not an umpire between us, who should lay his hand upon us both.