|Then Job answered:||Job. Jb.16.1-17.16|
|"I have heard many such things; |
miserable comforters are you all.
|Shall windy words have an end? |
Or what provokes you that you answer?
|I also could speak as you do, if you were in my place; |
I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you.
|I could strengthen you with my mouth, |
and the solace of my lips would assuage your pain.
|"If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, |
and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?
|Surely now God has worn me out;|
he has made desolate all my company.
|And he has shriveled me up, which is a witness against me; |
and my leanness has risen up against me, it testifies to my face.
|He has torn me in his wrath, and hated me; |
he has gnashed his teeth at me;
my adversary sharpens his eyes against me.
|Men have gaped at me with their mouth, |
they have struck me insolently upon the cheek,
they mass themselves together against me.
|God gives me up to the ungodly, |
and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
|I was at ease, and he broke me asunder; |
he seized me by the neck and dashed me to pieces;
he set me up as his target,
|his archers surround me. |
He slashes open my kidneys,
and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.
|He breaks me with breach upon breach; |
he runs upon me like a warrior.
|I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, |
and have laid my strength in the dust.
|My face is red with weeping, |
and on my eyelids is deep darkness;
|although there is no violence in my hands, |
and my prayer is pure.
|"O earth, cover not my blood, |
and let my cry find no resting place.
|Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, |
and he that vouches for me is on high.
|My friends scorn me; |
my eye pours out tears to God,
|that he would maintain the right of a man with God, |
like that of a man with his neighbor.
|For when a few years have come |
I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
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