2“I have heard many such things;

miserable comforters are you all.

3Have windy words no limit?

Or what provokes you that you keep on talking?*

4I also could talk as you do,

if you were in my place;

I could join words together against you

and shake my head at you.*

5I could encourage you with my mouth,

and the solace of my lips would assuage your pain.

6“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged,

and if I refrain, how much of it leaves me?

7Surely now God has worn me out;

he hasu made desolate all my company.*

8And he hasv shriveled me up,

which is a witness against me;

my leanness has risen up against me,

and it testifies to my face.*

9He has torn me in his wrath and hated me;

he has gnashed his teeth at me;

my adversary sharpens his eyes against me.*

10They have gaped at me with their mouths;

they have struck me insolently on the cheek;

they mass themselves together against me.*

11God gives me up to the evil

and casts me into the hands of the wicked.*

12I was at ease, and he broke me in two;

he seized me by the neck and dashed me to pieces;

he set me up as his target;*

13his archers surround me.

He slashes open my kidneys and shows no mercy;

he pours out my gall on the ground.*

14He bursts upon me again and again;

he rushes at me like a warrior.*

15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin

and have laid my strength in the dust.*

16My face is red with weeping,

and deep darkness is on my eyelids,

17though there is no violence in my hands,

and my prayer is pure.*

18“O earth, do not cover my blood;

let my outcry find no resting place.*

19Even now my witness is in heaven,

and my advocate is on high.*

20My friends scorn me;

my eye pours out tears to God,

21that he would maintain the right of a mortal with God,

asw one does for a neighbor.*

22For when a few years have come,

I shall go the way from which I shall not return.*