Job 16 – New International Version (NIV)
- Then Job replied:
- “I have heard many things like these; you are miserable comforters, all of you!
- Will your long-winded speeches never end? What ails you that you keep on arguing?
- 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.
- But my mouth would encourage you; comfort from my lips would bring you relief.
- “Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I refrain, it does not go away.
- Surely, God, you have worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
- You have shriveled me up—and it has become a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
- God assails me and tears me in his anger and gnashes his teeth at me; my opponent fastens on me his piercing eyes.
- People open their mouths to jeer at me; they strike my cheek in scorn and unite together against me.
- God has turned me over to the ungodly and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.
- All was well with me, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target;
- his archers surround me. Without pity, he pierces my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.
- Again and again he bursts upon me; he rushes at me like a warrior.
- “I have sewed sackcloth over my skin and buried my brow in the dust.
- My face is red with weeping, dark shadows ring my eyes;
- yet my hands have been free of violence and my prayer is pure.
- “Earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry never be laid to rest!
- Even now my witness is in heaven; my advocate is on high.
- My intercessor is my friend[a] as my eyes pour out tears to God;
- on behalf of a man he pleads with God as one pleads for a friend.
- “Only a few years will pass before I take the path of no return.
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Job 16 – King James Version (KJV)
- Then Job answered and said,
- I have heard many such things: Miserable comforters are ye all.
- Shall vain words have an end? Or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
- 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.
- But I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
- Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: And though I forbear, what am I eased?
- But now he hath made me weary: Thou hast made desolate all my company.
- 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.
- He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: He gnasheth upon me with his teeth; Mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
- They have gaped upon me with their mouth; They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; They have gathered themselves together against me.
- God hath delivered me to the ungodly, And turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
- 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.
- His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
- He breaketh me with breach upon breach, He runneth upon me like a giant.
- I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And defiled my horn in the dust.
- My face is foul with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
- Not for any injustice in mine hands: Also my prayer is pure.
- O earth, cover not thou my blood, And let my cry have no place.
- Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, And my record is on high.
- My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
- O that one might plead for a man with God, As a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
- When a few years are come, Then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.