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Then Job replied [to his friends],
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"I have heard many things like this before. You are all pathetic at comforting me.
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Will [your] long-winded speeches never end? What disturbs you that you keep on answering [me]?
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I, too, could speak like you if we could trade places. I could string words together against you and shake my head at you.
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I could encourage you with my mouth, and my quivering lips could ease [your pain].
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If I speak, my pain is not eased. If I stop talking, how much of it will go away?
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"But now, God has worn me out. You, [God,] have destroyed everyone who supports me.
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You have shriveled me up, which itself is a witness [against me]. My frail body rises up and testifies against me.
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"God's anger tore me [apart] and attacked me. He gritted his teeth at me. My opponent looked sharply at me.