Job 16:8–17:9
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8People can see the condition he has put me in.
My thin body stands as a witness against me.
9God is angry with me.
He attacks me and tears me up.
He grinds his teeth at me.
He stares at me as if he were my enemy.
10People make fun of me.
They slap my face and laugh at me.
All of them join together against me.
11God has turned me over to sinful people.
He has handed me over to them.
12Everything was going well with me.
But he broke me into pieces like a clay pot.
He grabbed me by the neck and crushed me.
He has taken aim at me.
13He shoots his arrows at me from all sides.
Without pity, he stabs me in the kidneys.
He spills my insides on the ground.
14He smashes through me as if I were a wall.
He rushes at me like a fighting man.
15“I’ve sewed black cloth over my skin.
All I can do is sit here in the dust.
16My face is red from crying.
I have deep circles under my eyes.
17But I haven’t harmed anyone.
My prayers to God are pure.
18“Earth, please don’t cover up my blood!
May God always hear my cry for help!
19Even now my witness is in heaven.
The one who speaks up for me is there.
20My go-between is my friend
as I pour out my tears to God.
21He makes his appeal to God to help me
as a man begs someone to help his friend.
22“Only a few years will pass by.
Then I’ll go on a journey I won’t return from.
17My strength is almost gone.
I won’t live much longer.
A grave is waiting for me.
2People who make fun of me are all around me.
I’m forced to watch as they attack me with their words.
3“God, please pay the price to have me set free.
Who else would put up money for me?
4You have closed the minds of those who are trying to comfort me.
They don’t understand that I haven’t done anything wrong.
So don’t let them win the argument.
5Suppose a man tells lies about his friends to get a reward.
Then his own children will suffer for it.
6“God has made everyone laugh at me.
People spit in my face.
7My eyes have grown weak because I’m so sad.
My body is so thin it hardly casts a shadow.
8Those who claim to be honest
are shocked when they see me.
Those who think they haven’t sinned
are stirred up against me.
They think I’m ungodly.
9But godly people will keep doing what is right.
Those who have clean hands will grow stronger.
Copyright 1998 International Bible Society