Then Job 1answered
,
"I have heard many
such
things
; 1 aSorry
comforters
are you all
.
"Is there no limit to awindy
words
? Or
what
plagues
you that you answer
?
"I too could speak
like you, If
1I were in your place
. I could compose
words
against
you And ashake
my head
at you.
"I could strengthen you with my mouth
, And the solace
of my lips
could lessen
your pain.
"If I speak
, amy pain
is not lessened
, And if I hold
back
, what
has left
me?
"But now He has aexhausted
me; You have laid
bwaste
all
my company
.
"You have shriveled me up, aIt has become
a witness
; And my bleanness
rises
up against me, It testifies
to my face
.
"His anger has atorn
me and 1hunted
me down
, He has bgnashed
at me with His teeth
; My cadversary
2glares
at me.
"They have agaped at me with their mouth
, They have 1 bslapped
me on the cheek
with contempt
; They have cmassed
themselves against
me.
"God hands
me over
to ruffians
And tosses
me into the hands
of the wicked
.
"I was at ease, but aHe shattered
me, And He has grasped
me by the neck
and shaken
me to pieces
; He has also set
me up as His btarget
.
"His aarrows surround
me. Without
mercy
He splits
my kidneys
open
; He pours
out bmy gall
on the ground
.
"He abreaks through
me with breach
after
breach
; He bruns
at me like a warrior
.
"I have sewed asackcloth
over
my skin
And bthrust
my horn
in the dust
.
"My face is flushed
from aweeping
, bAnd deep
darkness
is on my eyelids
,
Although there is no
aviolence
in my hands
, And bmy prayer
is pure
.
"O earth, do not cover
my blood
, And let there be no
resting place
for my cry
.
"Even now
, behold
, amy witness
is in heaven
, And my 1advocate
is bon high
.
"My friends are my scoffers
; aMy eye
1weeps
to God
.
"O that a man might plead
with God
As a man
with his neighbor
!
"For when a few years
are past
, I shall go
the way
aof no
return
.