Rotherham(i)
7 Thou didst persuade me, O Yahweh, and I was persuaded, Thou didst lay firm hold on me, and didst prevail,––I am become a mockery, all the day, Every one, is laughing at me.
8 For, as often as I speak, I make outcry, Violence and wasting, I proclaim,––Yea the word of Yahweh hath become, to me a reproach and derision, all the day.
9 Therefore I say––I will not mention him, Neither will I speak any more in his name, But then it becometh in my heart, as a fire that burneth, Shut up in my bones,––And I am weary of restraint, and cannot refrain.