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I was stone silent; 1 I held back the urge to speak. 2 My frustration grew; 3
“But 1 if I speak, my pain is not relieved, 2 and if I refrain from speaking – how 3 much of it goes away?
The day you begin cultivating, you do what you can to make it grow; 1 the morning you begin planting, you do what you can to make it sprout. Yet the harvest will disappear 2 in the day of disease and incurable pain.
Look, my servants will shout for joy as happiness fills their hearts! 1 But you will cry out as sorrow fills your hearts; 2 you will wail because your spirits will be crushed. 3
Then they sat down with him on the ground for seven days and seven nights, yet no one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his pain 1 was very great. 2
Why must I continually suffer such painful anguish? Why must I endure the sting of their insults like an incurable wound? Will you let me down when I need you like a brook one goes to for water, but that cannot be relied on?” 1