I could speak as ye do also. But would God, that your soul were in my soul's stead: then should I heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.

His belly could never be filled; therefore shall he perish in his covetousness.

Yea, when I had diligently pondered what ye said, I found not one of you that made any good argument against Job, or that directly could make answer unto his words,

For they where so abashed that they could not make answer, nor speak one word.