Study Desk

Will you even look at me, God, or put me on trial and judge me?

If you had your way, no one would fear God; no one would pray to him.

Do you think you were the first person born? Were you there when God made the mountains?

Did you overhear the plans God made? Does human wisdom belong to you alone?

God offers you comfort; why still reject it? We have spoken for him with calm, even words.

You are angry with God and denounce him.

Can any human being be really pure? Can anyone be right with God?

Why, God does not trust even his angels; even they are not pure in his sight.

Their land was free from foreigners; there was no one to lead them away from God.

That is the fate of those who shake their fists at God and defy the Almighty.

They are proud and rebellious; they stubbornly hold up their shields and rush to fight against God.

You have worn me out, God; you have let my family be killed.

In anger God tears me limb from limb; he glares at me with hate.

God has handed me over to evil people.

I was living in peace, but God took me by the throat and battered me and crushed me. God uses me for target practice

but I am not guilty of any violence, and my prayer to God is sincere.

My friends scorn me; my eyes pour out tears to God.

I want someone to plead with God for me, as one pleads for a friend.

I am being honest, God. Accept my word. There is no one else to support what I say.

You are only hurting yourself with your anger. Will the earth be deserted because you are angry? Will God move mountains to satisfy you?