4 I also could speak as ye do; if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you, and shake mine head at you.
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the solace 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 laid fast hold on me, which is a witness against me: and my leanness riseth up against me, it testifieth to my face.
9 He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; he hath gnashed upon me with his teeth: mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully: they gather themselves together against me.