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Job Speaks: My Friends Do Not Help Ease My Pain

16 Then Job replied to his friends,

“I have heard many things like this before.
    You are all pathetic at comforting me.
Will your long-winded speeches never end?
    What disturbs you that you keep on answering me?
I, too, could speak like you
    if we could trade places.
    I could string words together against you
    and shake my head at you.
I could encourage you with my mouth,
    and my quivering lips could ease your pain.
If I speak, my pain is not eased.
    If I stop talking, how much of it will go away?

“But now, God has worn me out.
    You, God, have destroyed everyone who supports me.
        You have shriveled me up, which itself is a witness against me.
            My frail body rises up and testifies against me.

Job Describes What God Has Done to Him

“God’s anger tore me apart and attacked me.
    He gritted his teeth at me.
    My opponent looked sharply at me.
10 People gaped at me with wide-open mouths.
    In scorn they slapped my cheeks.
    They united against me.
11 El handed me over to unjust people
    and threw me into the hands of wicked people.
12 I was at ease, and he shattered me.
    He grabbed me by the back of the neck and smashed my skull.
    He set me up as his target,
13 and his archers surrounded me.
    He slashes open my kidneys without mercy
    and spills my blood[a] on the ground.
14 He inflicts wound after wound on me.
    He lunges at me like a warrior.

15 “I have sewn sackcloth over my skin,
    and I have thrown my strength in the dust.
16 My face is red from crying,
    and dark shadows encircle my eyes,
17 although my hands have done nothing violent,
    and my prayer is sincere.

Job Appeals His Case to Heaven

18 “Earth, don’t cover my blood.
    Don’t ever let my cry for justice be stopped.
19 Even now, look! My witness is in heaven,
    and the one who testifies for me is above,
20 the spokesman for my thoughts.[b]
    My eyes drip with tears to Eloah
22 because in a few short years I will take the path of no return.[c]
21 But my witness will plead for a human in front of Eloah.
    The Son of Man will plead for his friend!

Footnotes

  1. Job 16:13 Or “bile.”
  2. Job 16:20 Or “my friends mock me.”
  3. Job 16:22 Verse 22 has been placed before verse 21 to express the complex Hebrew sentence structure more clearly in English.

Job

16 Then Job replied:

“I have heard many things like these;
    you are miserable comforters,(A) all of you!(B)
Will your long-winded speeches never end?(C)
    What ails you that you keep on arguing?(D)
I also could speak like you,
    if you were in my place;
I could make fine speeches against you
    and shake my head(E) at you.
But my mouth would encourage you;
    comfort(F) from my lips would bring you relief.(G)

“Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved;
    and if I refrain, it does not go away.(H)
Surely, God, you have worn me out;(I)
    you have devastated my entire household.(J)
You have shriveled me up—and it has become a witness;
    my gauntness(K) rises up and testifies against me.(L)
God assails me and tears(M) me in his anger(N)
    and gnashes his teeth at me;(O)
    my opponent fastens on me his piercing eyes.(P)
10 People open their mouths(Q) to jeer at me;(R)
    they strike my cheek(S) in scorn
    and unite together against me.(T)
11 God has turned me over to the ungodly
    and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.(U)
12 All was well with me, but he shattered me;
    he seized me by the neck and crushed me.(V)
He has made me his target;(W)
13     his archers surround me.(X)
Without pity, he pierces(Y) my kidneys
    and spills my gall on the ground.
14 Again and again(Z) he bursts upon me;
    he rushes at me like a warrior.(AA)

15 “I have sewed sackcloth(AB) over my skin
    and buried my brow in the dust.(AC)
16 My face is red with weeping,(AD)
    dark shadows ring my eyes;(AE)
17 yet my hands have been free of violence(AF)
    and my prayer is pure.(AG)

18 “Earth, do not cover my blood;(AH)
    may my cry(AI) never be laid to rest!(AJ)
19 Even now my witness(AK) is in heaven;(AL)
    my advocate is on high.(AM)
20 My intercessor(AN) is my friend[a](AO)
    as my eyes pour out(AP) tears(AQ) to God;
21 on behalf of a man he pleads(AR) with God
    as one pleads for a friend.

22 “Only a few years will pass
    before I take the path of no return.(AS)

Footnotes

  1. Job 16:20 Or My friends treat me with scorn

16 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.

10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.

11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.

12 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.

13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.

14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.

15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.

16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.

18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.

19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.

20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.

21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!

22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.