¹⁶ And God hath made my heart soft, And the Mighty hath troubled me.

² God liveth! He turned aside my judgment, And the Mighty -- He made my soul bitter.

¹⁴ As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.

³ and said unto them, Hear, Israel, ye are drawing near to-day to battle against your enemies, let not your hearts be tender, fear not, nor make haste, nor be terrified at their presence,

²⁰ And she saith unto them, `Call me not Naomi; call me Mara, for the Almighty hath dealt very bitterly to me,

¹⁶ Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,

⁵ And I say, `Wo to me, for I have been silent, For a man -- unclean of lips `am' I, And in midst of a people unclean of lips I am dwelling, Because the King, Jehovah of Hosts, have my eyes seen.'

¹⁶ For, not to the age do I strive, nor for ever am I wroth, For the spirit from before Me is feeble, And the souls I have made.

⁴⁶ And lest your heart be tender, And ye be afraid of the report that is heard in the land, And come in a year hath the report, And after it in a year the report, And violence `is' in the land, ruler against ruler;

¹⁵ And cry unto Jehovah, `Alas for the day! For near `is' a day of Jehovah, And as destruction from the mighty it cometh.