I must speak, so that I may find relief; I must open my lips and answer.
“Let me have silence, and I will speak, and let come on me what may.
Who is there who will contend with me? For then I would be silent and die.
“Listen! My thoughts urge me to answer because of the agitation within me.
Bear with me, and I will speak; then after I have spoken, mock on.
My belly is indeed like wine that has no vent; like new wineskins, it is ready to burst.
I will not show partiality to any person or use flattery toward anyone.
“If one ventures a word with you, will you be offended? But who can keep from speaking?