I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters.
You know, my dearest brethren. And let every man be swift to hear, but slow to speak, and slow to anger.
Some out of charity, knowing that I am set for the defence of the gospel.
Why have you detracted the words of truth, whereas there is none of you that can reprove me?
Or can an unsavoury thing be eaten, that is not seasoned with salt? Or can a man taste that which when tasted bringeth death?
Then Job answered, and said:
How then do ye comfort me in vain, whereas your answer is shewn to be repugnant to truth?