Job 16:2

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I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.

Can that which has no taste be eaten without salt? Or is there taste in the white of an egg?

Should not the multitude of words be answered? And should a man full of talk be justified?

Oh that you would stop speaking entirely! And it would be your wisdom.

How long will you torment my soul and break me in pieces with words?

How have you helped the powerless, or saved the arm that has no strength?

Therefore, my beloved brothers, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath.

But you are imputers of lies; you are all worthless healers.

For they persecute him whom You have stricken, and they talk to the grief of those You pierced.

Those, indeed, preach Christ out of contention, not sincerely, supposing to add affliction to my bonds.