Eliphaz said, "Your own mouth condemns you! Why do you turn against God? The wicked will be like a vine stripped of unripe grapes." Job said, "You're miserable comforters! God has torn me and shattered me. But my prayer is pure. Even now, my advocate is on high!" "My spirit is broken. He has made me a byword. But come again all of you! I will not find a wise man among you. Where is my hope?"