ACV(i)
35 O that I had someone to hear me (Lo, here is my signature, let the Almighty answer me), and that I had the indictment which my adversary has written!
36 Surely I would carry it upon my shoulder. I would bind it to me as a crown.
37 I would declare to him the number of my steps. I would go near to him as a prince.
38 If my land cries out against me, and the furrows of it weep together;
39 if I have eaten the fruits of it without money, or have caused the owners of it to lose their lives,
40 let thistles grow instead of wheat, and cockle instead of barley. The words of Job are ended.