לָ֭מָּה תִּרְדְּפֻ֣נִי כְמוֹ־אֵ֑ל וּ֝מִבְּשָׂרִ֗י לֹ֣א תִשְׂבָּֽעוּ׃
Czemu prześladujecie mnie jak Bóg, a nie możecie się nasycić ciała mojego?
Job
Did the people of my tent [i.e., my servants] not say [(about me because of my "burdening" them with the duties of hospitality)]: "Would that we could eat of his flesh! We would not be sated"?