You have turned on me cruelly; You attack me with the might of Your hand.
Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, so that He may lift you up at the appropriate time.
All your lovers have forgotten you. They are not looking for you. For I wounded you as an enemy— with cruel punishment— because your iniquity is vast, your sins innumerable.
You created the north and the south. Tabor and Hermon sing for joy at Your Name.
Would He oppose me with great power? No, He would only pay attention to me.
Why do you pursue me—like God? Are you not satisfied with my flesh?
Is it good for You to oppress, to despise the work of Your hands, while You smile on the plans of the wicked?
that God would be willing to crush me, to release His hand, and cut me off!
Then Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite of the clan of Ram became very angry. He was angry with Job for justifying himself rather than God.
Why do You hide Your face and consider me Your enemy?