Job 16

Job’s Reply to Eliphaz

1Then Job answered:

2 I have heard many things like these.
You are all miserable comforters. a
3 Is there no end to your empty
Lit windy; Jb 15:2
c words?
What provokes you that you continue testifying?
4 If you were in my place I could also talk like you.
I could string words together against you
and shake my head at you.
5 Instead, I would encourage you with my mouth,
and the consolation from my lips would bring relief. d

6 Even if I speak, my suffering is not relieved,
and if I hold back, what have I lost?
7 Surely He
Or it
has now exhausted me.
You have devastated my entire family.
8 You have shriveled me up
Or have seized me; Hb obscure
– it has become a witness;
My frailty rises up against me and testifies to my face.
9 His anger tears at me, and He harasses g me.
He gnashes His teeth at me.
My enemy pierces me with His eyes.
10 They open their mouths against me
and strike my cheeks with contempt; h
they join themselves together against me.
11 God hands me over to unjust men;
LXX, Vg; MT reads to a boy

He throws me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, but He shattered me;
He seized me by the scruff of the neck
and smashed me to pieces.
He set me up as His target; j
13 His archers
Or arrows
surround me.
He pierces my kidneys without mercy
and pours my bile on the ground.
14 He breaks through my defenses again and again;
Lit through me, breach on breach

He charges at me like a warrior. m

15 I have sewn
sackcloth: Garment made of poor quality material and worn as a sign of grief and mourning
sackcloth over my skin;
I have buried my strength
Lit horn
in the dust. p
16 My face has grown red with weeping,
and darkness q covers my eyes,
17 although my hands are free from violence r
and my prayer is pure.

18 Earth, do not cover my blood;
may my cry for help find no resting place. s
19 Even now my witness is in heaven,
and my advocate is in the heights! t
20 My friends scoff at me
as I weep before God.
21 I wish that someone might arbitrate
between a man and God u
just as a man pleads for his friend.
22 For only a few years will pass
before I go the way of no return.
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