“I am weary of my life; I will complain without restraint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

I have refused to touch such things; they are like loathsome food to me.

so that I would prefer strangling, and death more than life.

“How long will you torment me and crush me with your words?

I am blameless. I do not know myself. I despise my life.

“As surely as God lives, who has denied me justice, the Almighty, who has made my life bitter –

“And now my soul pours itself out within me; days of suffering take hold of me.

Have I not wept for the unfortunate? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?

He redeemed my life from going down to the place of corruption, and my life sees the light!’

What is my strength, that I should wait? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life?

“Therefore, I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

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.