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BrTr JOB Chapter 16

JOB 16 ©

16But Job answered and said,

2I have heard many such things: poor comforters are ye all. 3What! is there any reason in vain words? or what will hinder thee from answering? 4I also will speak as ye do: if indeed your soul were in my soul's stead, then would I insult you with words, and I would shake my head at you. 5And would there were strength in my mouth, and I would not spare the movement of my lips.

6For if I should speak, I shall not feel the pain of my wound: and if I should be silent, how shall I be wounded the less? 7But now he has made me weary, and a worn-out fool; and thou hast laid hold of me. 8My falsehood has become a testimony, and has risen up against me: it has confronted me to my face.

9In his anger he has cast me down; he has gnashed his teeth upon me: the weapons of his robbers have fallen upon me. 10He has attacked me with the keen glances of his eyes; with his sharp spear he has smitten me down upon my knees; and they have run upon me with one accord.

11For the Lord has delivered me into the hands of unrighteous men, and thrown me upon the ungodly. 12When I was at peace he distracted me: he took me by the hair of the head, and plucked it out: he set me up as a mark. 13They surrounded me with spears, aiming at my reins: without sparing me they poured out my gall upon the ground. 14They overthrew me with fall upon fall: they ran upon me in their might. 15They sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and my strength has been spent on the ground. 16My belly has been parched with wailing, and darkness is on my eyelids. 17Yet there was no injustice in my hands, and my prayer is pure.

18Earth, cover not over the blood of my flesh, and let my cry have no place. 19And now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is on high. 20Let my supplication come to the Lord, and let mine eye weep before him. 21Oh that a man might plead before the Lord, even as the son of man with his neighbour! 22But my years are numbered and their end come, and I shall go by the way by which I shall not return.

JOB 16 ©

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