You have turned cruel to me; with the might of your hand you persecute me.
Does it seem good to you to oppress, to despise the work of your hands and favor the schemes of the wicked?
Why do you hide your face and count me as your enemy?
Why do you, like God, pursue me, never satisfied with my flesh?
Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power? No, but he would give heed to me.
Then Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite, of the family of Ram, became angry. He was angry at Job because he justified himself rather than God;
that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
You have a mighty arm; strong is your hand, high your right hand.
All your lovers have forgotten you; they care nothing for you, for I have dealt you the blow of an enemy, the punishment of a merciless foe, because your guilt is great, because your sins are so numerous.
Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God, so that he may exalt you in due time.