3 Shall words of wind have an end?Or what provokes you that you answer?
4 I also could speak as you do,If your soul were in my soul’s place.I could heap up words against you,And shake my head at you;
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth,And the comfort of my lips would relieve your grief.
6 “Though I speak, my grief is not relieved;And if I remain silent, how am I eased?
7 But now He has worn me out;You have made desolate all my company.
8 You have shriveled me up,And it is a witness against me;My leanness rises up against meAnd bears witness to my face.
9 He tears me in His wrath, and hates me;He gnashes at me with His teeth;My adversary sharpens His gaze on me.