Job 16
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Job’s Reply
16Job replied,
2“I’ve heard many of those things before.
You are terrible at comforting me!
3Your speeches go on forever.
Won’t they ever end?
What’s wrong with you?
Why do you keep on arguing?
4If you and I changed places,
I could say the same things you are saying.
I could make fine speeches against you.
I could shake my head at you.
5But what I might say would give you hope.
My words of comfort would help you.
6“If I speak, it doesn’t help me.
And if I keep quiet, my pain doesn’t go away.
7God has worn me out completely.
He has destroyed my whole family.
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.
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