Job 16:7 YLT

⁵  I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing.

⁶  If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease -- what goeth from me?

⁷  Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,

⁸  And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.

⁹  His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.