For the arrows of the almighty are in me, whose indignation hath drunk up my spirit, and the terrible fears of God fight against me.

Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speak in the trouble of my spirit; in that bitterness of my mind will I talk.

He will not let my spirit be in rest, but filleth me with bitterness.

Thou hast granted me life, and done me good: and the diligent heed that thou tookest upon me hath preserved my spirit.

"If a tree be cut down, there is some hope yet, that it will sprout and shoot forth the branches again;

Is it with a man, that I make this disputation? Which if it were so, should not my spirit be then in sore trouble?

With his spirit hath he garnished the heavens, and with his hand hath he wounded the rebellious serpent.

For my root was spread out by the water's side, and the dew lay upon my corn.

For I am full of words, and the spirit that is within me, compelleth me.

The spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the almighty hath given me my life.

To whom hath he given his heart, for to draw his spirit and breath unto him?

He can spread out the clouds - a covering of his tabernacle -

Hast thou helped him to spread out the heavens, which are strong and bright as a looking glass?

Who hath measured it, knowest thou? Or, who hath spread the line upon it?