Surely now God has worn me out; he has made desolate all my company.
so I am allotted months of emptiness, and nights of misery are apportioned to me.
Therefore I strike you with a grievous blow, making you desolate because of your sins.
The Lord God has given me the tongue of those who are taught, that I may know how to sustain with a word him who is weary. Morning by morning he awakens; he awakens my ear to hear as those who are taught.
“I loathe my life; I will give free utterance to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
I loathe my life; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are a breath.
There the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary are at rest.
My friends scorn me; my eye pours out tears to God,
“He has put my brothers far from me, and those who knew me are wholly estranged from me.
Have I any help in me, when resource is driven from me?