*How long will you torment me, and crush me with words?
How long will ye vex my soul, And break me in pieces with words?
How long will you vex and torment me and break me in pieces with words?
How long will you harass me and crush me with words?
How long will you afflict my soul and wear me down with words?
How long do you afflict my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
*How long will you hunt for words? Consider, and afterwards we will speak.
Then Iyov answered,
You have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.
Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; why then have you become altogether vain?
*As God lives, who has taken away my right, the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter.
*How long will you speak these things? Shall the words of your mouth be a mighty wind?
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, *Where is your God?*
His mouth was smooth as butter, but his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.
Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, *For,* they say, *who hears us?*
who sharpen their tongue like a sword, and aim their arrows, deadly words,
There is one who speaks rashly like the piercing of a sword, but the tongue of the wise heals.
Death and life are in the power of the tongue; those who love it will eat its fruit.
They cried with a loud voice, saying, *How long, Master, the holy and true, until you judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?*
It happened, when she pressed him daily with her words, and urged him, that his soul was vexed to death.