4 I also could speak as you do. If your soul were in my soul's place, I could join words together against you, And shake my head at you.
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth. The solace of my lips would relieve you.
6 'Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?
7 But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
8 You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me, It testifies to my face.
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