And Job answered and said,
I have heard many such things: grievous comforters are ye all.
Shall words of wind have an end? or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
I also could speak as ye: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join together words against you, and shake my head at you;
[But] I would encourage you with my mouth, and the solace a of my lips should assuage [your pain].
If I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and if I forbear, what am I eased?
But now he hath made me weary; ... thou hast made desolate all my family; b8
Thou hast shrivelled me up! it is become a witness; and my leanness riseth up against me, it beareth witness to my face.
His anger teareth and pursueth me; he gnasheth with his teeth against me; [as] mine adversary he sharpeneth his eyes at me.
They gape upon me with their mouth; they smite my cheeks reproachfully; they range themselves together against me.
God hath delivered me over to the iniquitous man, and hurled me into the hands of the wicked.
I was at rest, but he hath shattered me; he hath taken me by the neck and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
His arrows c encompass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; he runneth upon me like a mighty man. d15
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and rolled e my horn in the dust.
My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
O earth, cover not my blood, and let there be no place for my cry!
Even now, behold, my Witness is in the heavens, and he f that voucheth for me is in the heights.
My friends are my mockers; mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
Oh that there were arbitration g for a man with God, as a son of man for his friend!
For years [few] in number shall pass, -- and I shall go the way [whence] I shall not return.