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World English Bible

Job 16 (WEBP)

[1] Then Job answered,
[2] “I have heard many such things. You are all miserable comforters!
[3] Shall vain words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer?
[4] I also could speak as you do. If your soul were in my soul’s place, I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you,
[5] but I would strengthen you with my mouth. The solace of my lips would relieve you.
[6] “Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?
[7] But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made all my company desolate.
[8] You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
[9] He has torn me in his wrath and persecuted me. He has gnashed on me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
[10] They have gaped on me with their mouth. They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.
[11] God delivers me to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
[12] I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
[13] His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my bile on the ground.
[14] He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs at me like a giant.
[15] I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
[16] My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids,
[17] although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
[18] “Earth, don’t cover my blood. Let my cry have no place to rest.
[19] Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven. He who vouches for me is on high.
[20] My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
[21] that he would maintain the right of a man with God, of a son of man with his neighbor!
[22] For when a few years have come, I will go the way of no return.

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Job 16 (KJVS)

[1] Then Job answered () and said, ()
[2] I have heard () many such things: miserable comforters () [are] ye all.
[3] Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth () thee that thou answerest? ()
[4] 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.
[5] [But] I would strengthen () you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage () [your grief].
[6] Though I speak, () my grief is not asswaged: () and [though] I forbear, () what am I eased? ()
[7] But now he hath made me weary: () thou hast made desolate () all my company.
[8] 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.
[9] 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. ()

Young’s Literal Translation

Job 16 (YLT)

[1] And Job answereth and saith:-
[2] I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters are ye all.
[3] Is there an end to words of wind? Or what doth embolden thee that thou answerest?
[4] I also, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul’s stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head.
[5] I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing.
[6] If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease-what goeth from me?
[7] Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,
[8] And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.
[9] His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.
[10] They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.
[11] God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over.
[12] At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark.
[13] Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
[14] He breaketh me-breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.
[15] Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.
[16] My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade.
[17] Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure.
[18] O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.
[19] Also, now, lo, in the heavens is my witness, And my testifier in the high places.
[20] My interpreter is my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:
[21] And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend.
[22] When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go.