4
I also could speak as ye
do. I wish your soul were in my soul’s stead, that I could heap up words against you and shake my head at you.
5
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the consolation of my lips would assuage
the pain.
6
Though if I speak, my pain does not cease; and if I forbear
to speak, it does not depart from me.
7
But now he has made me weary; thou hast made desolate all my company.
8
And thou hast filled me with wrinkles,
which is a witness
against me: and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
9
His wrath has torn me and has been against me; he gnashed upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpened his eyes upon me.
10
They have opened their mouth against me; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
11
God has delivered me unto the liar, and in the hands of the wicked he has caused me to tremble.
12
I was prosperous, but he has broken me asunder; he has taken
me by my neck and shaken me to pieces and set me up for his mark.
13
His archers compassed me round about; he cleaved my kidneys asunder and did not spare; he poured out my gall upon the ground.
14
He broke me with breach upon breach; he ran upon me like a giant.