For my sighing cometh before my bread, and my groanings are poured out like the waters.

My soul refused to touch these as the loathsomeness of my bread.

While yet in its greenness it shall not break off, and it will dry up before grass.

Whose confidence shall break apart, Whose trust is a spider's web.

If he break down a thing, who can set it up again? If he shut a thing, who will open it?

Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?

Through the scent of water, it may break forth, and produce branches like a sapling,

But you even break off piety, and hinder meditation before God.

He is wandering for bread -- 'Where is it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness.

I was secure, and he will break me in pieces: and he seized upon my neck and he will disperse me, and he will set me up to him for a mark:

He will break me, breaking upon the face of breaking; he will run upon me as the strong one.

“How long will you torment and exasperate me
And crush me with words?

The weak shall break his sons, and his hands shall turn back his wealth.

His bread in his bowels was turned, the gall of asps in his midst

Thou causest not the weary to drink water, And from the hungry thou withholdest bread.

“Behold, as wild donkeys in the wilderness
They go forth seeking food in their activity,
As bread for their children in the desert.

In the dark they break into houses;
by day they lock themselves in,
never experiencing the light.

If his sons multiply -- for them is a sword. And his offspring are not satisfied with bread.

It will toss him around without pity. He'll try to break free from its grip,

“He breaks open (mine) shafts far away from where people live,
[In places] forgotten by the [human] foot;
They dangle [in the mines] and hang away from men.

The earth! from it cometh forth bread, And its under-part is turned like fire.

And I break the jaw-teeth of the perverse, And from his teeth I cast away prey.

Plucking off sea purslain upon the shrub, the root of broom their bread.

“They break up my path,
They profit from my destruction;
No one restrains them.

As through a wide break they came on; they roll under a ruin.

If I ate my morsel of bread myself, and did not share any of it with orphans --

Behold, my belly as wine it will not open; it will break open as new wine skins.

And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food.

He shall break in pieces mighty men without number, and set others in their stead.

For by these he gives food to the peoples, and bread in full measure.

And I shall break upon it my law, and I shall set bars and doors;

And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may break them.

Lo, the river overfloweth he startleth not: he is confident though a Jordan break forth against his mouth.

And come unto him do all his brethren, and all his sisters, and all his former acquaintances, and they eat bread with him in his house, and bemoan him, and comfort him concerning all the evil that Jehovah had brought upon him, and they gave to him each one kesitah, and each one ring of gold.