Job 6

Questa sarebbe pure ancora la mia consolazione, Benchè io arda di dolore, e ch'egli non mi risparmi, Che io non ho nascoste le parole del Santo.

Y sería aún mi consuelo, si me asaltase con dolor sin dar más tregua, que yo no he escondido las palabras del Santo.

Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.

Let it still be my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.