Wherefore shall light be given to him toiling, and life to the bitter of soul?

For thou wilt write bitter things against me; and thou wilt give me to inherit the iniquities of my youth.

Also to-day is my complaint bitter: my hand heavy over my groaning,

In washing my goings with butter, and the rock will pour out with me streams of oil;

And I shall break the biter's teeth of the evil one, and I shall cast the prey from his teeth.