Who would dare contend with me, for then I would be quiet and die.
Who is he that will plead with me? For now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
Who is he who will argue against and refute me? For then I would hold my peace and expire.
Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.
Who is it that will go to judgment with me? Let him approach. Why should I be consumed in silence?
Who is he that will plead against me? Let him come. Why am I consumed holding my peace?
