5 But my mouth would encourage you;comfort from my lips would bring you relief.
6 ‘Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved;and if I refrain, it does not go away.
7 Surely, God, you have worn me out;you have devastated my entire household.
8 You have shrivelled me up – and it has become a witness;my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
9 God assails me and tears me in his angerand gnashes his teeth at me;my opponent fastens on me his piercing eyes.
10 People open their mouths to jeer at me;they strike my cheek in scornand unite together against me.
11 God has turned me over to the ungodlyand thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.