Wherefore give, to the wretched, light? Or, life, to the embittered in soul? -

My soul hath refused to touch, Those things, are like disease in my food.

I also, cannot restrain my mouth, - I must speak, in the anguish of my spirit, I must find utterance, in the bitterness of my soul.

So that my soul chooseth strangling, Death, rather than these my bones!

I blameless? I should not know my own soul, I should despise my own life!

My soul doth loathe my life, - I let loose my complaint, I speak, in the bitterness of my soul.

In whose hand is the soul of every living thing, and the spirit of all the flesh of men.

But, his flesh, for himself, is in pain, and, his soul, for himself, doth mourn.

He shall wrong - like a vine - his sour grapes, and shall cast off - as an olive-tree - his blossom.

Conceiving mischief, and bringing forth iniquity, yea, their inmost soul, prepareth deceit.

I also, like you, could speak, - If your soul were in the place of my soul, I could string together words against you, and could therewith shake over you my head.

One tearing in pieces his own soul in his anger, - For thy sake, shall the earth be forsaken? or the rock be moved out of its place?

How long will ye grieve my soul? or crush me with words?

Whereas, this other man, dieth, in bitterness of soul, and hath never tasted good fortune:

But, he, is one, and who can turn him? What his soul desired, he hath done.

Out of the city - out of the houses, they make outcry. and, the soul of the wounded, calleth for help, and, GOD, doth not regard it as foolish.

As GOD liveth who hath taken away my right, even the Almighty, who hath embittered my soul;

For what shall be the hope of the impious, though he graspeth with greed, when GOD shall draw forth his soul?

Now, therefore, over myself, my soul poureth itself out, There seize me days of affliction:

Verily I wept, for him whose lot was hard, Grieved was my soul, for the needy.

If, the strength thereof, I used to eat, without payment, and, the soul of the holders thereof, I made groan;

Then was kindled the anger of Elihu, son of Barachel the Buzite of the family of Ram, - against Job, was kindled his anger, because he justified his own soul rather than God;

So that his life maketh loathsome his food, and his soul, dainty meat;

So doth his soul draw near to the pit, and his life to the inflicters of death:

He hath ransomed my soul from passing away into the pit, - and, my life, in the light, shall have vision.

To bring back his soul from the pit, to enlighten with the light of the living.

Their soul should die in youth, and their life, among the unclean.