1Then Job answered and said,
2I have heard many such things:
3Shall vain words have an end?
4I also could speak as ye do:
5But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
6Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged:
7But now he hath made me weary:
8And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me:
9He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me:
10They have gaped upon me with their mouth;
11God hath delivered me to the ungodly,
12I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder:
13His archers compass me round about,
14He breaketh me with breach upon breach,
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin,
16My face is foul with weeping,
17Not for any injustice in mine hands:
18O earth, cover not thou my blood,
19Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven,
20My friends scorn me:
21O that one might plead for a man with God,
22When a few years are come,