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

“我虽说话，忧愁仍不得消解；我虽停住不说，忧愁就离开我吗？

“我若说话，痛苦仍不得缓解；我若停止，痛苦就离开我吗？

“我若说话，痛苦仍不得缓解；我若停止，痛苦就离开我吗？

“我若申辩，痛苦不减；我若缄默，痛苦犹在。

我若说话，痛苦仍不消解，我若闭口不说，痛苦也不离开我。

我雖說話，憂愁仍不得消解；我雖停住不說，憂愁就離開我嗎？

「我若說話，痛苦仍不得緩解；我若停止，痛苦就離開我嗎？

「我若說話，痛苦仍不得緩解；我若停止，痛苦就離開我嗎？

「我若申辯，痛苦不減；我若緘默，痛苦猶在。

我若說話，痛苦仍不消解，我若閉口不說，痛苦也不離開我。

『就使我說話，痛傷仍然不得制止；就使我自忍不說，多少傷痛會離開我呢？

我雖言之、我憂不解、我若不言、我憂其離我乎、

今我言、不得自解其憂、不言、不得自釋其悶。

我若發言、我苦猶不得解、我若緘默、我苦豈離於我、

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

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

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

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

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

“ 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?

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

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

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

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

Afflicted and close to death from my youth up, I suffer your terrors; I am helpless.Your wrath has swept over me; your dreadful assaults destroy me.They surround me like a flood all day long; they close in on me together.You have caused my beloved and my friend to shun me; my companions have become darkness.

“ I loathe my life; I will give free utterance to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and he will hear me.In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying; my soul refuses to be comforted.When I remember God, I moan; when I meditate, my spirit faints. SelahYou hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.I consider the days of old, the years long ago.I said,“ Let me remember my song in the night; let me meditate in my heart.” Then my spirit made a diligent search:“ Will the Lord spurn forever, and never again be favorable?Has his steadfast love forever ceased? Are his promises at an end for all time?Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he in anger shut up his compassion?” Selah