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And Job made answer and said,

Such things have frequently come to my ears: you are comforters who only give trouble.

May words which are like the wind be stopped? or what is troubling you to make answer to them?

It would not be hard for me to say such things if your souls were in my soul's place; joining words together against you, and shaking my head at you:

I might give you strength with my mouth, and not keep back the comfort of my lips.

If I say what is in my mind, my pain becomes no less: and if I keep quiet, how much of it goes from me?

But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.

It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.

I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;

Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.

God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.

I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.

His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.

I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.

I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.

My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;

O earth, let not my blood be covered, and let my cry have no resting-place!

Though my hands have done no violent acts, and my prayer is clean.

Even now my witness is in heaven, and the supporter of my cause is on high.

My friends make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping,

So that he may give decision for a man in his cause with God, and between a son of man and his neighbour.

For in a short time I will take the journey from which I will not come back.

It would not be hard for me to say such things if your souls were in my soul's place; joining words together against you, and shaking my head at you:

For in a short time I will take the journey from which I will not come back.

Though my hands have done no violent acts, and my prayer is clean.

Even now my witness is in heaven, and the supporter of my cause is on high.

I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;

God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.

His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.

It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.

I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.

I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.

My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;

I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;

My friends make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping,

His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.

And Job made answer and said,

I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.

If I say what is in my mind, my pain becomes no less: and if I keep quiet, how much of it goes from me?

My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;

Such things have frequently come to my ears: you are comforters who only give trouble.

I might give you strength with my mouth, and not keep back the comfort of my lips.

For in a short time I will take the journey from which I will not come back.

It would not be hard for me to say such things if your souls were in my soul's place; joining words together against you, and shaking my head at you:

May words which are like the wind be stopped? or what is troubling you to make answer to them?

My friends make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping,

I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.

Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.

It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.

Though my hands have done no violent acts, and my prayer is clean.

I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.

O earth, let not my blood be covered, and let my cry have no resting-place!

So that he may give decision for a man in his cause with God, and between a son of man and his neighbour.

Even now my witness is in heaven, and the supporter of my cause is on high.

If I say what is in my mind, my pain becomes no less: and if I keep quiet, how much of it goes from me?

But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.

O earth, let not my blood be covered, and let my cry have no resting-place!

I might give you strength with my mouth, and not keep back the comfort of my lips.

I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.

May words which are like the wind be stopped? or what is troubling you to make answer to them?

So that he may give decision for a man in his cause with God, and between a son of man and his neighbour.

God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.

But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.

Such things have frequently come to my ears: you are comforters who only give trouble.

Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.

And Job made answer and said,