11 Behold, he goes by me, and I don`t see him. He passes on also, but I don`t perceive him.
12 Behold, he snatches away; who can hinder him? Who will ask him, `What are you doing?`
13 "God will not withdraw his anger; The helpers of Rahab stoop under him.
14 How much less shall I answer him, Choose my words to argue with him?
15 Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer. I would make supplication to my judge.
16 If I had called, and he had answered me, Yet would I not believe that he listened to my voice.
17 For he breaks me with a tempest, Multiplies my wounds without cause.
