1 Then Job answered and said,
2 I have heard many such things:
3 Shall vain words have an end?
4 I also could speak as ye do;
5 But
6 Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged;
7 But now he hath made me weary:
8 And thou hast laid fast hold on me,
9 He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me;
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth;
11 God delivereth me to the ungodly,
12 I was at ease, and he brake me asunder;
13 His archers compass me round about;
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach;
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin,
16 My face is red with weeping,
17 Although there is no violence in my hands,
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood,
19 Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven,
20 My friends scoff at me:
21 That he would maintain the right of a man with God,
22 For when a few years are come,