Job 13:13

Young's Literal Translation 1862

Keep silent from me, and I speak, And pass over me doth what?

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My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Your remembrances `are' similes of ashes, For high places of clay your heights.

O that ye would keep perfectly silent, And it would be to you for wisdom.

Bear with me, and I speak, And after my speaking -- ye may deride.

Also I -- I withhold not my mouth -- I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.