“Call now! Is there anyone who will answer you? To which of the holy ones will you turn?

Is there any falsehood on my lips? Can my mouth not discern evil things?

Nor is there an arbiter between us, who might lay his hand on us both,

And you will be secure, because there is hope; you will be protected and will take your rest in safety.

Can his armies be numbered? On whom does his light not rise?

“Surely there is a mine for silver, and a place where gold is refined.

If you have any words, reply to me; speak, for I want to justify you.

Does the rain have a father, or who has fathered the drops of the dew?

Can food that is tasteless be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

“But there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its new shoots will not fail.

If there is an angel beside him, one mediator out of a thousand, to tell a person what constitutes his uprightness;

I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could pile up words against you and I could shake my head at you.