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16 Then Job answered and said:
2 Many things such as these have I heard:
Ye are wearisome comforters – all of you.
3 Shall windy words have an end?
What is it that provokes thee to answer?
4 I, too, could speak like you,
Were your soul in my soul’s stead.
I could weave words together about you,
And shake my head at you.
5 I could strengthen you with my mouth,
And encourage you with lip-comfort.
6 To speak is no check to my pain;
To keep silence – that easeth me nothing.
7 But now He hath wearied and dazed me;
My misery seizes upon me.
8 It rises for witness against me;
My grief testifies to my face.
9 In His wrath He hath flung me down torn;
He hath gnashed upon me with His teeth.
My foes whet their eyes upon me;
10 With open mouth they gape.
They insult me with blows on the cheek,
Coming on in their masses against me.
11 To knaves God has given me up;
Into wicked hands He has hurled me.
12 I was happy, when He took and shattered me;
Grasped my neck, and then dashed me in pieces.
He set me up for His target;
13 On all sides His archers beset me.
He cleaves through my reins unrelenting;
He pours out my gall on the ground.
14 One breach after another He makes on me,
Rushing at me like a warrior.
15 Sackcloth I sewed on my skin,
And my horn I have laid in the dust.
16 My face is red with weeping,
And over mine eye-lids is darkness–
17 Though wrong there is none in my hands,
And though my prayer be pure.
18 O earth! cover not my blood;
No rest let there be to my crying.
19 Behold, in heaven is my Witness,
And I have a Sponsor on high.
20 My friends pour their scorn upon me,
But my tear-stained eyes look unto God,
21 That He plead for a man with God,
And for son of man with his Friend.
22 For when but a few years come,
I shall go whence I shall not return.
JOB C1 C2 C3 C4 C5 C6 C7 C8 C9 C10 C11 C12 C13 C14 C15 C16 C17 C18 C19 C20 C21 C22 C23 C24 C25 C26 C27 C28 C29 C30 C31 C32 C33 C34 C35 C36 C37 C38 C39 C40 C41 C42