He locks the waters in his clouds, and the clouds do not burst with the weight of them.

Have the gates of death been revealed to you? Have you seen the gates of deepest darkness?

His memory perishes from the earth, he has no name in the land.

Men move boundary stones; they seize the flock and pasture them.

because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb on me, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes!

The hungry eat up his harvest, and take it even from behind the thorns, and the thirsty swallow up their fortune.

My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.

No one denounces his conduct to his face; no one repays him for what he has done.

“Why are times not appointed by the Almighty? Why do those who know him not see his days?

When I went out to the city gate and secured my seat in the public square,

Inside I am like wine which has no outlet, like new wineskins ready to burst!

For he adds transgression to his sin; in our midst he claps his hands, and multiplies his words against God.”