Job 16

Though I were to speak, my pain would not be restrained; and though I should forbear, what will go away from me?

Si hablo, mi dolor no cesa; y si dejo de hablar, no se aparta de mí.

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

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