Then Job replied:
“I have heard many things like these; you are miserable comforters, all of you!
Will your long-winded speeches never end? What ails you that you keep on arguing?
I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could make fine speeches against you and shake my head at you.
But my mouth would encourage you; comfort from my lips would bring you relief.
“Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I refrain, it does not go away.
Surely, God, you have worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
You have shriveled me up—and it has become a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.