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Job 16

1 Then Job answered:

1 Then Job answered and said:

2 I've heard many things like these. All of you are sorry comforters.

2 "I have heard many such things; Miserable comforters are you all!

3 Will windy talk ever cease; what bothers you that you must argue?

3 Shall words of wind have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer?

4 In your situation I could speak like you; I could put words together to oppose you, shake my head over you.

4 I also could speak as you do, If your soul were in my soul's place. I could heap up words against you, And shake my head at you;

5 I could heap up words, strengthen you with my speech; my trembling lips would be held in check.

5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the comfort of my lips would relieve your grief.

6 If I speak, my pain is not eased; if I hold back, what have I lost?

6 "Though I speak, my grief is not relieved; And if I remain silent, how am I eased?

7 Now God has surely worn me out. You have destroyed my entire group,

7 But now He has worn me out; You have made desolate all my company.

8 seized me, which became grounds for an accusation. My leanness rises to bear witness against me.

8 You have shriveled me up, And it is a witness against me; My leanness rises up against me And bears witness to my face.

9 His anger tears me and afflicts me; he slashes at me with his teeth. My enemy pierces me with his eyes.

9 He tears me in His wrath, and hates me; He gnashes at me with His teeth; My adversary sharpens His gaze on me.

10 They open their mouths at me and strike my cheek in a taunt; they gang up on me.

10 They gape at me with their mouth, They strike me reproachfully on the cheek, They gather together against me.

11 God delivers me to a criminal and forces me into the hands of the wicked.

11 God has delivered me to the ungodly, And turned me over to the hands of the wicked.

12 I was at rest, but he shattered me, seized me by the back of my neck, dashed me into pieces; he raised me up for his target.

12 I was at ease, but He has shattered me; He also has taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces; He has set me up for His target,

13 His archers surround me; he cuts my kidneys open without pity and doesn't care, pours my gall on the ground,

13 His archers surround me. He pierces my heart and does not pity; He pours out my gall on the ground.

14 bursts me open over and over, runs against me like a strong man.

14 He breaks me with wound upon wound; He runs at me like a warrior.

15 I've sewed rough cloth over my skin and buried my dignity in the dust.

15 "I have sewn sackcloth over my skin, And laid my head in the dust.

16 My face is red from crying, and dark gloom hangs on my eyelids.

16 My face is flushed from weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

17 But there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.

17 Although no violence is in my hands, And my prayer is pure.

18 Earth, don't cover my blood; let my outcry never cease.

18 "O earth, do not cover my blood, And let my cry have no resting place!

19 Surely now my witness stands in heaven; my advocate is on high;

19 Surely even now my witness is in heaven, And my evidence is on high.

20 my go-between, my friend. While my eyes drip tears to God,

20 My friends scorn me; My eyes pour out tears to God.

21 let him plead with God for a human being, like a person pleads for a friend.

21 Oh, that one might plead for a man with God, As a man pleads for his neighbor!

22 A number of years will surely pass, and then I'll walk a path that I won't return.

22 For when a few years are finished, I shall go the way of no return.