16:6. I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.
16:7. But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.
16:8. But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
16:9. My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.
16:10. He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.
16:11. They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains.
16:12. God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked.
16:13. I that was formerly so wealthy, am all on a sudden broken to pieces: he hath taken me by my neck, he hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.
16:14. He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth,
16:15. He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.