| 1 | Then Job, answering, said: |
| 2 | I have often heard such things; you are all aggravating comforters. |
| 3 | Will there be no end to windy words? Or is it at all a burden to you, if you speak? |
| 4 | I, too, can speak like you; and I also wish that your soul favored my soul. |
| 5 | I would also comfort you with speeches and would wag my head over you. |
| 6 | I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as if being lenient to you. |
| 7 | But what can I do? When I am speaking, my grief will not be quiet; and if I am quiet, it will not withdraw from me. |
| 8 | But now my grief has crushed me, and all my limbs have been reduced to nothing. |
| 9 | My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a liar rises up against my face, contradicting me. |
| 10 | He has gathered together his fury towards me, and, threatening me, he has roared against me with his teeth; my enemy has beheld me with terrible eyes. |
| 11 | They have opened their mouths against me, and, reproaching me, they have struck me on the cheek; they are nourished by my sufferings. |
| 12 | God has confined me with the immoral, and he has delivered me into the hands of the impious. |
| 13 | I, who once was wealthy, am now crushed. He has grabbed me by my neck; he has broken me and has place me before him as a sign. |
| 14 | He has surrounded me with his lances. He has severely wounded my lower back, he has not been lenient, and he has poured out my organs upon the earth. |
| 15 | He has cut me with wound after wound. He has rushed upon me like a giant. |
| 16 | I have sewn sackcloth over my skin, and I have covered my body with ashes. |
| 17 | My face is swollen from weeping, and my eyelids have dimmed my vision. |
| 18 | These things I have endured without iniquity in my hand, while I held pure prayers before God. |
| 19 | O earth, do not conceal my blood, nor let my outcry find a hiding place in you. |
| 20 | For behold, my witness is in heaven, and my confidante is on high. |
| 21 | My friends are full of words; my eye rains tears upon God. |
| 22 | And I wish that a man might be so judged before God, just as the son of man is judged with his assistant! |
| 23 | For behold, a few years pass by, and I am walking a path by which I will not return. |
