And Iyov answered and said,

I have heard many like these, comforters of Amal, all of you.

Is there an end to words of wind? Or what makes you impatient that you answer?

Also I, like you, would speak; if your soul were in place of my soul, I would bind together against you with words, and I would shake against you with the head of my mouth.

I would strengthen you with the mouth of my speech, and the moving of my lips would hold back.

If I speak, my pain will not hold back; and if I cease, what from me will go?

But now, you have made me weary; you have made desolate all my assembly.

And you have wrinkled me as a witness; it has happened, and he has risen against me as my shame in my face he answers.

His anger tears, and he hates me; he grinds against me with his teeth; my adversary sharpens his eyes against me.

They open their mouth against me; in shame they strike my cheeks; together against me they fill themselves.

Elohim delivers me to the wicked, and into the hands of the evil ones he twists me.

I was at ease, and he has tossed me about; and he has seized my neck and has shattered me; and he has set me up as a target.

His archers surround me; he pierces my kidneys, and does not have mercy; he pours my bitterness onto the ground.

He breaks me, breach upon breach; he runs against me like a warrior.

I have sewn sackcloth upon my skin, and I have rolled in the dust my horn.

My face is made bitter from weeping, and upon my eyelids is the shadow of death.

Because there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.

Earth, do not cover my blood, and let there be no place for my cry.

Also now, behold, in the heavens is my witness, and my testifier is in the heights.

My interpreters, my companions; to Eloah my eye drips.

And he would decide for a man with Eloah, and for the son of man for his neighbor.

For years of number will come, and the way I will not return, I will go.