Job 9:25-31

American Standard Version

²⁵ Now my days are swifter than a ^[a]post:
They flee away, they see no good.
²⁶ They are passed away as the ^[b]swift ships;
As the eagle that swoopeth on the prey.
²⁷ If I say, I will forget my complaint,
I will put off my sad countenance, and ^[c]be of good cheer;
²⁸ I am afraid of all my sorrows,
I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
²⁹ I shall be condemned;
Why then do I labor in vain?
³⁰ If I wash myself ^[d]with snow water,
And ^[e]make my hands never so clean;
³¹ Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch,
And mine own clothes shall abhor me.