Be quiet. Let me alone so that I may speak, and let come on me what may.
Therefore I will not hold my mouth; I will speak in the trouble of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Rise with me and I shall speak; and after I have spoken, mock on.
Oh that you would stop speaking entirely! And it would be your wisdom.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint on my self; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Your remembered sayings are like ashes, your bodies like bodies of clay.