2 I’ve heard many things like these.All of you are sorry comforters.
3 Will windy talk ever cease;what bothers you that you must argue?
4 In your situation I could speak like you;I could put words together to oppose you,shake my head over you.
5 I could heap up words, strengthen you with my speech;my trembling lips would be held in check.
6 If I speak, my pain is not eased;if I hold back, what have I lost?
7 Now God has surely worn me out.You have destroyed my entire group,
8 seized me, which became grounds for an accusation.My leanness rises to bear witness against me.