I dread all my sufferings, for I know that you do not hold me blameless.

“Why then did you bring me out from the womb? I should have died and no eye would have seen me!

when you turn your rage against God and allow such words to escape from your mouth?

He has made me a byword to people, I am the one in whose face they spit.

Fire resides in his tent; over his residence burning sulfur is scattered.

So they say to God, ‘Turn away from us! We do not want to know your ways.

They drive away the orphan’s donkey; they take the widow’s ox as a pledge.

For what hope does the godless have when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?

What then would be one’s lot from God above, one’s heritage from the Almighty on high?

But when Elihu saw that the three men had no further reply, he became very angry.

Your wickedness affects only a person like yourself, and your righteousness only other people.

He gives back the ill-gotten gain without assimilating it; he will not enjoy the wealth from his commerce.

“Surely now you count my steps; then you would not mark my sin.

Only his flesh has pain for himself, and he mourns for himself.”

Thus his anger burns against me, and he considers me among his enemies.

When he imposed a limit for the rain, and a path for the thunderstorm,

They crouch, they bear their young, they bring forth the offspring they have carried.

It ranges the hills as its pasture, and searches after every green plant.

Its breath sets coals ablaze and a flame shoots from its mouth.

When it rises up, the mighty are terrified, at its thrashing about they withdraw.