Be silent from me and I will speak what shall pass upon me.
Also I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the straitness of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Suffer me and I will speak; and after my word ye will mock
Who will give silence? Ye shall be silent, and it shall be to you for wisdom.
My soul was weary in my life; I shall leave upon me my complaint; I shall speak in the bitterness of my soul
Your remembrances being likened to ashes, your backs to backs of clay.