1 Then Job answered and said:
"I have heard many such things;
a Miserable 1 comforters are you all! 3 Shall 2 words of wind have an end?
Or what provokes you that you answer? 4 I also could speak as you do,
If your soul were in my soul's place.
I could heap up words against you,
And b shake my head at you; 5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
And the comfort of my lips would relieve your grief.
"Though I speak, my grief is not relieved;
And if I remain silent, how am I eased? 7 But now He has c worn me out;
You d have made desolate all my company. 8 You have shriveled me up,
And it is a e witness against me;
My leanness rises up against me
And bears witness to my face. 9 f He tears me in His wrath, and hates me;
He gnashes at me with His teeth;
g My adversary sharpens His gaze on me. 10 They h gape at me with their mouth,
They i strike me reproachfully on the cheek,
They gather together against me. 11 God j has delivered me to the ungodly,
And turned me over to the hands of the wicked. 12 I was at ease, but He has k shattered me;
He also has taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces;
He has l set me up for His target, 13 His archers surround me.
He pierces my 3 heart and does not pity;
He pours out my gall on the ground. 14 He breaks me with wound upon wound;
He runs at me like a 4 warrior. 15 "I have sewn sackcloth over my skin,
And m laid my 5 head in the dust. 16 My face is 6 flushed from weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 Although no violence is in my hands,
And my prayer is pure.
"O earth, do not cover my blood,
And n let my cry have no resting place!
19 Surely even now o my witness is in heaven,
And my evidence is on high. 20 My friends scorn me;
My eyes pour out tears to God. 21 p Oh, that one might plead for a man with God,
As a man pleads for his 7 neighbor! 22 For when a few years are finished,
I shall q go the way of no return.