023:002 "Even today my complaint is rebellious. His hand is heavy in spite of my groaning. 023:003 Oh that I knew where I might find him! That I might come even to his seat! 023:004 I would set my cause in order before him, and fill my mouth with arguments. 023:005 I would know the words which he would answer me, and understand what he would tell me. 023:006 Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power? No, but he would listen to me. 023:007 There the upright might reason with him, so I should be delivered forever from my judge. 023:008 "If I go east, he is not there; if west, I can't find him; 023:009 He works to the north, but I can't see him. He turns south, but I can't catch a glimpse of him. 023:010 But he knows the way that I take. When he has tried me, I shall come forth like gold. 023:011 My foot has held fast to his steps. I have kept his way, and not turned aside. 023:012 I haven't gone back from the commandment of his lips. I have treasured up the words of his mouth more than my necessary food. 023:013 But he stands alone, and who can oppose him? What his soul desires, even that he does. 023:014 For he performs that which is appointed for me. Many such things are with him. 023:015 Therefore I am terrified at his presence. When I consider, I am afraid of him. 023:016 For God has made my heart faint. The Almighty has terrified me. 023:017 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face. 024:001 "Why aren't times laid up by the Almighty? Why don't those who know him see his days? 024:002 There are people who remove the landmarks. They violently take away flocks, and feed them. 024:003 They drive away the donkey of the fatherless, and they take the widow's ox for a pledge. 024:004 They turn the needy out of the way. The poor of the earth all hide themselves. 024:005 Behold, as wild donkeys in the desert, they go forth to their work, seeking diligently for food. The wilderness yields them bread for their children. 024:006 They cut their provender in the field. They glean the vineyard of the wicked. 024:007 They lie all night naked without clothing, and have no covering in the cold. 024:008 They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for lack of a shelter. 024:009 There are those who pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor, 024:010 So that they go around naked without clothing. Being hungry, they carry the sheaves. 024:011 They make oil within the walls of these men. They tread wine presses, and suffer thirst. 024:012 From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn't regard the folly. 024:013 "These are of those who rebel against the light.