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Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

Though I speak, my grief is not relieved: and though I forbear, how am I eased?

Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

“Though I speak, my grief is not relieved; And if I remain silent, how am I eased?

“Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; and though I forbear, what am I eased?

Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And though I forbear, what am I eased?

If I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and if I forbear, what am I eased?

But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.

Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?

If I speak, my pain is not eased. If I stop talking, how much of it will go away?

Even if I speak, my suffering is not relieved, and if I hold back, what have I lost?

"But if I speak, my pain isn't assuaged; if I refrain from speaking, what do I have to lose?"

"But if I speak, my pain is not relieved, and if I refrain from speaking--how much of it goes away?

"If I speak, my pain is not lessened, And if I hold back, what has left me?

"Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I refrain, it does not go away.

Instead, I suffer if I defend myself, and I suffer no less if I refuse to speak.

Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

"Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?

But now, if I speak, my pain does not become any better. If I stop speaking, my pain continues to be there.

If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease -- what goeth from me?

“If I speak, my pain is not made less. And if I keep quiet, it does not leave me.

And yet, I am not you, you are not me, and my words are of no real use: When I speak, my pain is not relieved; if I remain silent, it does not go away.

“But now my grief remains no matter how I defend myself; nor does it help if I refuse to speak.

When I speak, my suffering is not eased, and if I remain silent, my pain does not stop.

“If I speak, my pain is not lessened, And if I cease, what will go forth from me?

Though if I speak, my pain does not cease; and if I forbear to speak, it does not depart from me.

If I speak, my suffering is not relieved, and if I hold back, does any of it leave me?

If I speak [to you miserable comforters], my sorrow is not soothed or lessened; and if I refrain [from speaking], in what way am I eased? [I hardly know whether to answer you or be silent.]

“Even if I speak, my pain is not less, and if I don’t speak, it still does not go away.

“When I speak up, I feel no better; if I say nothing, that doesn’t help either. I feel worn down. God, you have wasted me totally—me and my family! You’ve shriveled me like a dried prune, showing the world that you’re against me. My gaunt face stares back at me from the mirror, a mute witness to your treatment of me. Your anger tears at me, your teeth rip me to shreds, your eyes burn holes in me—God, my enemy! People take one look at me and gasp. Contemptuous, they slap me around and gang up against me. And God just stands there and lets them do it, lets wicked people do what they want with me. I was contentedly minding my business when God beat me up. He grabbed me by the neck and threw me around. He set me up as his target, then rounded up archers to shoot at me. Merciless, they shot me full of arrows; bitter bile poured from my gut to the ground. He burst in on me, onslaught after onslaught, charging me like a mad bull.

Now if I speak up, it does not lessen my pain, and if I hold back, how much of my pain goes away?

“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?

But nothing I say helps, and being silent does not calm my pain.

But what shall I do? If I speak, my sorrow resteth not; and if I am still, it goeth not away from me.

If I speak, or if I don't, I hurt all the same. My torment continues.

“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?

“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I refrain, how much of it leaves me?

‘If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?

If I speak, my pain is not eased; if I hold back, what have I lost?

“If I speak [to you miserable comforters], my pain is not relieved; And if I refrain [from speaking], what [pain or anguish] leaves me?

“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?

If I speak, my pain is not relieved; if I stop speaking, nothing changes.

“If I speak, my pain is not lessened, And if I refrain, what pain leaves me?

“Even if I speak, my pain is not less, and if I don’t speak, it still does not go away.

“Yet, if I speak, my pain is not relieved, and if I refrain, does it not go away from me?

“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?

“If I speak, it doesn’t help me. And if I keep quiet, my pain doesn’t go away.

Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

If I speak, my own pain isn’t eased; and if I don’t speak, it still doesn’t leave.

‘If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?

Though I speak, my grief is not relieved, and though I forbear, mah (what) alleviation is it for me?

If I speak, my pain is not eased. If I stop talking, how much of it will go away?

“Though I speak, my grief is not relieved; and though I stop, how am I eased?

“Nothing I say makes my pain go away. But keeping quiet does not help either.

“But if I speak, my pain does not become less. And if I don’t speak, it still does not go away.

If I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I cease, how much will leave me?

‘Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I refrain, it does not go away.