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Job 16:4-14

The Bible in Basic English BBE

4 It would not be hard for me to say such things if your souls were in my soul's place; joining words together against you, and shaking my head at you:

5 I might give you strength with my mouth, and not keep back the comfort of my lips.

6 If I say what is in my mind, my pain becomes no less: and if I keep quiet, how much of it goes from me?

7 But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.

8 It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.

9 I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;

10 Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.

11 God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.

12 I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.

13 His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.

14 I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.

New International Version NIV

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 my mouth would encourage you; comfort from my lips would bring you relief.

6 “Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I refrain, it does not go away.

7 Surely, God, you have worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.

8 You have shriveled me up—and it has become a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against 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 People open their mouths to jeer at me; they strike my cheek in scorn and unite together against me.

11 God has turned me over to the ungodly and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.

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 surround me. Without pity, he pierces my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.

14 Again and again he bursts upon me; he rushes at me like a warrior.