1 Then Job answered and said:
2 I have heard this sort of thing many times.Troublesome comforters, all of you!
3 Is there no end to windy words?What sickness makes you rattle on?
4 I also could talk as you do,were you in my place.I could declaim over you,or wag my head at you;
5 I could strengthen you with talk,with mere chatter give relief.
6 If I speak, my pain is not relieved;if I stop speaking, nothing changes.
7 But now he has exhausted me;you have stunned all my companions.