² Therefore my thoughts cause me to answer, And because of my sensations in me.

² Hath one tried a word with thee? -- Thou art weary! And to keep in words who is able?

² for I bear them testimony that they have a zeal of God, but not according to knowledge,

²⁵ and having come in immediately with haste unto the king, she asked, saying, `I will that thou mayest give me presently, upon a plate, the head of John the Baptist.'

⁹ And I said, `I do not mention Him, Nor do I speak any more in His name,' And it hath been in my heart As a burning fire shut up in my bones, And I have been weary of containing, And I am not able.

⁹ Be not hasty in thy spirit to be angry, For anger in the bosom of fools resteth.

²⁰ Thou hast seen a man hasty in his words! More hope of a fool than of him.

²⁹ Whoso is slow to anger `is' of great understanding, And whoso is short in temper is exalting folly.

¹¹ I said in my haste, `Every man `is' a liar.'

² I was dumb `with' silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.

³ Hot `is' my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.

²² And I -- I have said in my haste, `I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.

¹³ Lest ye say, We have found wisdom, God doth thrust him away, not man.

¹⁴ And he hath not set in array words for me, And with your sayings I do not answer him.

¹⁵ (They have broken down, They have not answered again, They removed from themselves words.

¹⁶ And I have waited, but they do not speak, For they have stood still, They have not answered any more.)

¹⁷ I answer, even I -- my share, I shew my opinion -- even I.

¹⁸ For I have been full of words, Distressed me hath the spirit of my breast,

¹⁹ Lo, my breast `is' as wine not opened, Like new bottles it is broken up.

²⁰ I speak, and there is refreshment to me, I open my lips and answer.

³ The chastisement of my shame I hear, And the spirit of mine understanding Doth cause me to answer:

¹⁹ Who `is' he that doth strive with me? For now I keep silent and gasp.

¹⁹ So then, my brethren beloved, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger,