American Standard Version of 1901
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Then Job answered and said,
Even to-day is my complaint {Or, bitter Or, accounted rebellion}rebellious:My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
Oh that I knew where I might find him!That I might come even to his seat!
I would set my cause in order before him,And fill my mouth with arguments.
I would know the words which he would answer me,And understand what he would say unto me.
Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power?Nay; {Or, he would only give heed}but he would give heed unto me.
There the upright might reason with him;So should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
Behold, I go forward, but he is not there;And backward, but I cannot perceive him;
On the left hand, when he doth work, but I cannot behold him;He {Or, turneth himself to…him, but}hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him.