12. Lo, He snatches away, who bringeth it back? Who saith unto Him, `What dost Thou?'
13. God doth not turn back His anger, Under Him bowed have proud helpers.
14. How much less do I--I answer Him? Choose out my words with Him?
15. Whom, though I were righteous, I answer not, For my judgment I make supplication.
16. Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear [to] my voice.
17. Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.
18. He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things.