"I have heard many things like these; you are miserable comforters,1 all of you!2
Will your long-winded speeches never end?3 What ails you that you keep on arguing?4
I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could make fine speeches against you and shake my head5 at you.
But my mouth would encourage you; comfort6 from my lips would bring you relief.7
"Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I refrain, it does not go away.8
Surely, God, you have worn me out;9 you have devastated my entire household.10
You have shriveled me up--and it has become a witness; my gauntness11 rises up and testifies against me.12
God assails me and tears13 me in his anger14 and gnashes his teeth at me;15 my opponent fastens on me his piercing eyes.16
People open their mouths17 to jeer at me;18 they strike my cheek19 in scorn and unite together against me.20
God has turned me over to the ungodly and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.21
All was well with me, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me.22 He has made me his target;23
his archers surround me.24 Without pity, he pierces25 my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.
Again and again26 he bursts upon me; he rushes at me like a warrior.27
"I have sewed sackcloth28 over my skin and buried my brow in the dust.29
My face is red with weeping,30 dark shadows ring my eyes;31
yet my hands have been free of violence32 and my prayer is pure.33
"Earth, do not cover my blood;34 may my cry35 never be laid to rest!36
Even now my witness37 is in heaven;38 my advocate is on high.39
My intercessor40 is my friend41 as my eyes pour out42 tears43 to God;
on behalf of a human being he pleads44 with God as one pleads for a friend.
"Only a few years will pass before I take the path of no return.45