Job 16
1 Then Job answered and said,
1 ¶ Then Job answered and said,
2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
2 ¶ I have heard many such things:
Miserable comforters are ye all.
Miserable comforters are ye all.
3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
3 ¶ Shall vain words have an end?
Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
4 I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.
4 ¶ I also could speak as ye do;
If your soul were in my soul’s stead,
I could join words together against you,
And shake mine head at you.
If your soul were in my soul’s stead,
I could join words together against you,
And shake mine head at you.
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
5 ¶ But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
And the solace of my lips should assuage your grief.
And the solace of my lips should assuage your grief.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
6 ¶ Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged:
And though I forbear, what am I eased?
And though I forbear, what am I eased?
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
7 ¶ But now he hath made me weary:
Thou hast made desolate all my company.
Thou hast made desolate all my company.
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
8 ¶ And thou hast laid fast hold on me, which is a witness against me:
And my leanness riseth up against me, it testifieth to my face.
And my leanness riseth up against me, it testifieth to my face.
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
9 ¶ He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me;
He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth:
Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth:
Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
10 ¶ They have gaped upon me with their mouth;
They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully:
They gather themselves together against me.
They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully:
They gather themselves together against me.
11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
11 ¶ God delivereth me to the ungodly,
And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
12 ¶ I was at ease, and he brake me asunder;
Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces:
He hath also set me up for his mark.
Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces:
He hath also set me up for his mark.
13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
13 ¶ His archers compass me round about,
He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare;
He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare;
He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
14 ¶ He breaketh me with breach upon breach;
He runneth upon me like a giant.
He runneth upon me like a giant.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
15 ¶ I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin,
And have laid my horn in the dust.
And have laid my horn in the dust.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
16 ¶ My face is foul with weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
17 ¶ Although there is no violence in mine hands,
And my prayer is pure.
And my prayer is pure.
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
18 ¶ O earth, cover not thou my blood,
And let my cry have no resting place.
And let my cry have no resting place.
19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
19 ¶ Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven,
And he that voucheth for me is on high.
And he that voucheth for me is on high.
20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
20 ¶ My friends scorn me:
But mine eye poureth out tears unto God;
But mine eye poureth out tears unto God;
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
21 ¶ That he would maintain the right of a man with God,
And of a son of man with his neighbour!
And of a son of man with his neighbour!
22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
22 ¶ For when a few years are come,
I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
I shall go the way whence I shall not return.