Job 23:2

Modern King James Version

Even today is my complaint bitter; my stroke is heavier than my groaning.

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My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint on my self; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

For by day and by night Your hand was heavy on me; my sap is turned into the droughts of summer. Selah.

and would tell you the secrets of His wisdom, that sound wisdom is manifold? Know therefore that God forgets for you some of your iniquity.

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.

And Job answered and said,

Oh that I knew where I might find Him, that I might come even to His seat!

For he adds rebellion to his sins; he claps his hands among us, and multiplies his words against God.

Son of man, behold, I take away from you the desire of your eyes with a stroke. Yet neither shall you mourn nor weep, nor shall your tears run down.

He sits alone and keeps silence because He laid it on him.