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Job 16

1 Job replied,

1 Then Job replied:

2 "I've heard many of those things before. You are terrible at comforting me!

2 “I have heard many things like these; you are miserable comforters, all of you!

3 Your speeches go on forever. Won't they ever end? What's wrong with you? Why do you keep on arguing?

3 Will your long-winded speeches never end? What ails you that you keep on arguing?

4 If you and I changed places, I could say the same things you are saying. I could make fine speeches against you. I could 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 But what I might say would give you hope. My words of comfort would help you.

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

6 "If I speak, it doesn't help me. And if I keep quiet, my pain doesn't go away.

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

7 God has worn me out completely. He has destroyed my whole family.

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

8 People can see the condition he has put me in. My thin body stands as a witness against me.

8 You have shriveled me up—and it has become a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.

9 God is angry with me. He attacks me and tears me up. He grinds his teeth at me. He stares at me as if he were 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 make fun of me. They slap my face and laugh at me. All of them join together against me.

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 sinful people. He has handed me over to them.

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

12 Everything was going well with me. But he broke me into pieces like a clay pot. He grabbed me by the neck and crushed me. He has taken aim at me.

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 He shoots his arrows at me from all sides. Without pity, he stabs me in the kidneys. He spills my insides on the ground.

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

14 He smashes through me as if I were a wall. He rushes at me like a fighting man.

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

15 "I've sewed black cloth over my skin. All I can do is sit here 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. I have deep circles under my eyes.

16 My face is red with weeping, dark shadows ring my eyes;

17 But I haven't harmed anyone. My prayers to God are pure.

17 yet my hands have been free of violence and my prayer is pure.

18 "Earth, please don't cover up my blood! May God always hear my cry for help!

18 “Earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry never be laid to rest!

19 Even now my witness is in heaven. The one who speaks up for me is there.

19 Even now my witness is in heaven; my advocate is on high.

20 My go-between is my friend as I pour out my tears to God.

20 My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;

21 He makes his appeal to God to help me as a man begs someone to help his friend.

21 on behalf of a man he pleads with God as one pleads for a friend.

22 "Only a few years will pass by. Then I'll go on a journey I won't return from.

22 “Only a few years will pass before I take the path of no return.