Job 16 MSG/NIV - Online Parallel Bible

 
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1 Then Job defended himself: 1 Then Job replied:
2 "I've had all I can take of your talk. What a bunch of miserable comforters! 2 "I have heard many things like these; miserable comforters are you all!
3 Is there no end to your windbag speeches? What's your problem that you go on and on like this? 3 Will your long-winded speeches never end? What ails you that you keep on arguing?
4 If you were in my shoes, I could talk just like you. I could put together a terrific harangue and really let you have it. 4 I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could make fine speeches against you and shake my head at you.
5 But I'd never do that. I'd console and comfort, make things better, not worse! 5 But my mouth would encourage you; comfort from my lips would bring you relief.
6 "When I speak up, I feel no better; if I say nothing, that doesn't help either. 6 "Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I refrain, it does not go away.
7 I feel worn down. God, you have wasted me totally - me and my family! 7 Surely, O God, you have worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
8 You've shriveled me like a dried prune, showing the world that you're against me. My gaunt face stares back at me from the mirror, a mute witness to your treatment of me. 8 You have bound me--and it has become a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
9 Your anger tears at me, your teeth rip me to shreds, your eyes burn holes in me - God, my enemy! 9 God assails me and tears me in his anger and gnashes his teeth at me; my opponent fastens on me his piercing eyes.
10 People take one look at me and gasp. Contemptuous, they slap me around and gang up against me. 10 Men open their mouths to jeer at me; they strike my cheek in scorn and unite together against me.
11 And God just stands there and lets them do it, lets wicked people do what they want with me. 11 God has turned me over to evil men and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.
12 I was contentedly minding my business when God beat me up. He grabbed me by the neck and threw me around. He set me up as his target, 12 All was well with me, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target;
13 then rounded up archers to shoot at me. Merciless, they shot me full of arrows; bitter bile poured from my gut to the ground. 13 his archers surround me. Without pity, he pierces my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.
14 He burst in on me, onslaught after onslaught, charging me like a mad bull. 14 Again and again he bursts upon me; he rushes at me like a warrior.
15 "I sewed myself a shroud and wore it like a shirt; I lay face down in the dirt. 15 "I have sewed sackcloth over my skin and buried my brow in the dust.
16 Now my face is blotched red from weeping; look at the dark shadows under my eyes, 16 My face is red with weeping, deep shadows ring my eyes;
17 Even though I've never hurt a soul and my prayers are sincere! The One Who Represents Mortals Before God 17 yet my hands have been free of violence and my prayer is pure.
18 "O Earth, don't cover up the wrong done to me! Don't muffle my cry! 18 "O earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry never be laid to rest!
19 There must be Someone in heaven who knows the truth about me, in highest heaven, some Attorney who can clear my name - 19 Even now my witness is in heaven; my advocate is on high.
20 My Champion, my Friend, while I'm weeping my eyes out before God. 20 My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
21 I appeal to the One who represents mortals before God as a neighbor stands up for a neighbor. 21 on behalf of a man he pleads with God as a man pleads for his friend.
22 "Only a few years are left before I set out on the road of no return. 22 "Only a few years will pass before I go on the journey of no return.