But I would strengthen you with my words; comfort from my lips would bring you relief.

The wild animals go to their lairs, and in their dens they remain.

If I wash myself with snow water, and make my hands clean with lye,

I summon my servant, but he does not respond, even though I implore him with my own mouth.

I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could pile up words against you and I could shake my head at you.