[1] Then Job answered, [2] "I have heard many such things.    Miserable
comforters are you all! [3] Shall vain words have an end?    Or what
provokes you that you answer? [4] I also could speak as you do.    If your
soul were in my soul`s place,	 I could join words together against you,  
 And shake my head at you. [5] But I would strengthen you with my mouth.   
The solace of my lips would relieve you. [6] "Though I speak, my grief is
not subsided.	 Though I forbear, what am I eased? [7] But now, God, you
have surely worn me out.    You have made desolate all my company. [8] You
have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me.    My leanness rises up
against me,    It testifies to my face. [9] He has torn me in his wrath,
and persecuted me;    He has gnashed on me with his teeth:    My adversary
sharpens his eyes on me. [10] They have gaped on me with their mouth;	
They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully.    They gather themselves
together against me. [11] God delivers me to the ungodly,    And casts me
into the hands of the wicked. [12] I was at ease, and he broke me apart.   
Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces.    He has also
set me up for his target. [13] His archers surround me.    He splits my
kidneys apart, and does not spare.    He pours out my gall on the ground.
[14] He breaks me with breach on breach.    He runs on me like a giant.
[15] I have sewed sackcloth on my skin,    And have thrust my horn in the
dust. [16] My face is red with weeping.    Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
[17] Although there is no violence in my hands,    And my prayer is pure.
[18] "Earth, don`t cover my blood,    Let my cry have no place to rest.
[19] Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven.    He who vouches for me is
on high. [20] My friends scoff at me.	 My eyes pour out tears to God,
[21] That he would maintain the right of a man with God,    Of a son of man
with his neighbor! [22] For when a few years are come,	  I shall go the
way from whence I shall not return.