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Job 16

Douay-Rheims Catholic Bible RHE

1 Then Job answered, and said:

2 I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters.

3 Shall windy words have no end? or is it any trouble to thee to speak?

4 I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul. (16-5) I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you.

5 (16-6) I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.

6 (16-7) But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.

7 (16-8) But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.

8 (16-9) My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.

9 (16-10) He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.

10 (16-11) They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains.

11 (16-12) God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked.

12 (16-13) I that was formerly so wealthy, am all on a sudden broken to pieces: he hath taken me by my neck, he hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.

13 (16-14) He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth,

14 (16-15) He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.

15 (16-16) I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes.

16 (16-17) My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.

17 (16-18) These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.

18 (16-19) O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee.

19 (16-20) For behold my witness is in heaven, and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.

20 (16-21) My friends are full of words: my eye poureth out tears to God.

21 (16-22) And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion!

22 (16-23) For behold short years pass away, and I am walking in a path by which I shall not return.

The Message Bible MSG

1 Then Job defended himself:

2 "I've had all I can take of your talk. What a bunch of miserable comforters!

3 Is there no end to your windbag speeches? What's your problem that you go on and on like this?

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.

5 But I'd never do that. I'd console and comfort, make things better, not worse!

6 "When I speak up, I feel no better; if I say nothing, that doesn't help either.

7 I feel worn down. God, you have wasted me totally - me and my family!

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.

9 Your anger tears at me, your teeth rip me to shreds, your eyes burn holes in me - God, my enemy!

10 People take one look at me and gasp. Contemptuous, they slap me around and gang up against me.

11 And God just stands there and lets them do it, lets wicked people do what they want with me.

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,

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.

14 He burst in on me, onslaught after onslaught, charging me like a mad bull.

15 "I sewed myself a shroud and wore it like a shirt; I lay face down in the dirt.

16 Now my face is blotched red from weeping; look at the dark shadows under my eyes,

17 Even though I've never hurt a soul and my prayers are sincere! The One Who Represents Mortals Before God

18 "O Earth, don't cover up the wrong done to me! Don't muffle my cry!

19 There must be Someone in heaven who knows the truth about me, in highest heaven, some Attorney who can clear my name -

20 My Champion, my Friend, while I'm weeping my eyes out before God.

21 I appeal to the One who represents mortals before God as a neighbor stands up for a neighbor.

22 "Only a few years are left before I set out on the road of no return.