4 I also could speak as ye do:if your soul were in my soul's stead,I could heap up words against you,and shake mine head at you.
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth,and the moving of my lips should assuage your grief.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged:and though I forbear, what am I eased?
7 But now he hath made me weary:thou hast made desolate all my company.
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me:and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me:he gnasheth upon me with his teeth;mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth;they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully;they have gathered themselves together against me.