Then Job defended himself:“I’ve had all I can take of your talk.What a bunch of miserable comforters!Is there no end to your windbag speeches?What’s your problem that you go on and on like this?If you were in my shoes,I could talk just like you.I could put together a terrific harangueand really let you have it.But I’d never do that. I’d console and comfort,make things better, not worse!