You have turned on me without mercy; with your powerful hand you attacked me.
Does it make you happy to trouble me? Don’t you care about me, the work of your hands? Are you happy with the plans of evil people?
Don’t hide your face from me; don’t think of me as your enemy.
Why do you chase me as God does? Haven’t you hurt me enough?
Would he not argue strongly against me? No, he would really listen to me.
But Elihu son of Barakel the Buzite, from the family of Ram, became very angry with Job, because Job claimed he was right instead of God.
How I wish God would crush me and reach out his hand to destroy me.
Your arm has great power. Your hand is strong; your right hand is lifted up.
All those nations who were your friends have forgotten you. They don’t care about you. I have hurt you as an enemy would. I punished you very hard, because your guilt was so great and your sins were so many.
Be humble under God’s powerful hand so he will lift you up when the right time comes.