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Job 16 CJB/NIV - Online Parallel Bible

Complete Jewish Bible (CJB) New International Version (NIV)
1 In response Iyov said: 1 Then Job replied:
2 "I have heard this stuff so often! Such sorry comforters, all of you! 2 "I have heard many things like these; miserable comforters are you all!
3 Is there no end to words of wind? What provokes you to answer this way? 3 Will your long-winded speeches never end? What ails you that you keep on arguing?
4 "If I were in your place, I too could speak as you do -I could string phrases together against you and shake my head at you. 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 I could 'strengthen' you with my mouth, with lip service I could 'ease your grief.' 5 But my mouth would encourage you; comfort from my lips would bring you relief.
6 If I speak, my own pain isn't eased; and if I don't speak, it still doesn't leave. 6 "Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I refrain, it does not go away.
7 "But now he has worn me out; you have desolated this whole community of mine. 7 Surely, O God, you have worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
8 Besides, you have shriveled me up; and this serves to witness against me. My being so thin rises up against me and testifies to my face. 8 You have bound me--and it has become a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
9 He tears me apart in his anger; he holds a grudge against me; he gnashes on me with his teeth. "My enemies look daggers at me. 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 Wide-mouthed, they gape at me; with scorn, they slap my cheeks; they gather themselves together against me. 10 Men open their mouths to jeer at me; they strike my cheek in scorn and unite together against me.
11 "God delivers me to the perverse, throws me into the hands of the wicked. 11 God has turned me over to evil men and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.
12 I was at peace, and he shook me apart. Yes, he grabbed me by the neck and dashed me to pieces. 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 his archers surrounded me. He slashes my innards and shows no mercy, he pours my gall on the ground. 13 his archers surround me. Without pity, he pierces my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks in on me again and again, attacking me like a warrior. 14 Again and again he bursts upon me; he rushes at me like a warrior.
15 "I sewed sackcloth together to cover my skin and laid my pride in the dust; 15 "I have sewed sackcloth over my skin and buried my brow in the dust.
16 my face is red from crying, and on my eyelids is a death-dark shadow. 16 My face is red with weeping, deep shadows ring my eyes;
17 Yet my hands are free from violence, and my prayer is pure. 17 yet my hands have been free of violence and my prayer is pure.
18 "Earth, don't cover my blood; don't let my cry rest [without being answered]. 18 "O earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry never be laid to rest!
19 Even now, my witness is in heaven; my advocate is there on high. 19 Even now my witness is in heaven; my advocate is on high.
20 With friends like these as intercessors, my eyes pour out tears to God, 20 My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
21 that he would arbitrate between a man and God, just as one does for his fellow human being. 21 on behalf of a man he pleads with God as a man pleads for his friend.
22 For I have but few years left before I leave on the road of no return. 22 "Only a few years will pass before I go on the journey of no return.