1. Then Job answered and said:
2. I have heard this sort of thing many times.Troublesome comforters, all of you!
3. Is there no end to windy words?What sickness makes you rattle on?
4. I also could talk as you do,were you in my place.I could declaim over you,or wag my head at you;
5. I could strengthen you with talk,with mere chatter give relief.
6. If I speak, my pain is not relieved;if I stop speaking, nothing changes.
7. But now he has exhausted me;you have stunned all my companions.
8. You have shriveled me up; it is a witness,my gauntness rises up to testify against me;
9. His wrath tears and assails me,he gnashes his teeth against me;My enemy looks daggers at me.
10. They gape at me with their mouths;They strike me on the cheek with insults;they are all enlisted against me.
11. God has given me over to the impious;into the hands of the wicked he has cast me.
12. I was in peace, but he dislodged me,seized me by the neck, dashed me to pieces.He has set me up for a target;
13. his arrows strike me from all directions.He pierces my sides without mercy,pours out my gall upon the ground.