I will speak that I may be refreshed. I will open my lips and answer.
Allow me, and I also will speak, and after I have spoken, mock on.
Therefore my thoughts cause me to answer, even because of my haste that is in me.
Who is he who will contend with me? For then I would keep silent and give up the spirit.
Be quiet. Let me alone that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
Behold, my breast is as wine which has no vent. Like new wine-skins it is ready to burst.
Let me not, I pray you, respect any man's person. Neither will I give flattering titles to any man.
If a man tries to converse with thee, will thou be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?