Post by 1MAM4f…iohE

But' I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the solace of my lips would assuage your grief'.

For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

Shall vain words have an end? Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?

Although there is no violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure.

I also could speak as ye do; If your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you, And shake my head at you.

Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And though I forbear, what am I eased?

My friends scoff at me: `But' mine eye poureth out tears unto God,

God delivereth me to the ungodly, And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.

His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, And he that voucheth for me is on high.

And thou hast laid fast hold on me, which' is a witness against me': And my leanness riseth up against me, It testifieth to my face.

He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth: Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.