Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;

My soul has no desire for such things, they are as disease in my food.

So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.

So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.

My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.

In whose hand is the soul of every living thing, and the breath of all flesh of man.

Only his flesh still has pain, and his soul is sad.

It would not be hard for me to say such things if your souls were in my soul's place; joining words together against you, and shaking my head at you:

And another comes to his end with a bitter soul, without ever tasting good.

But his purpose is fixed and there is no changing it; and he gives effect to the desire of his soul.

From the town come sounds of pain from those who are near death, and the soul of the wounded is crying out for help; but God does not take note of their prayer.

By the life of God, who has taken away my right; and of the Ruler of all, who has made my soul bitter;

For what is the hope of the sinner when he is cut off, when God takes back his soul?

But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:

Have I not been weeping for the crushed? and was not my soul sad for him who was in need?

To keep back his soul from the underworld, and his life from destruction.

He has no desire for food, and his soul is turned away from delicate meat;

And his soul comes near to the underworld, and his life to the angels of death.

He kept my soul from the underworld, and my life sees the light in full measure.

Keeping back his soul from the underworld, so that he may see the light of life.