Job.32.19

Behold, my belly is as wine which hath no vent; it is ready to burst like new bottles.

Job.32.19

The pressure has built up, like lava beneath the earth. I'm a volcano ready to blow.

Job.32.19

Indeed my belly is like wine that has no vent; It is ready to burst like new wineskins.

Job.32.19

I am like a wine cask without a vent. My words are ready to burst out!