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Job 16

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JOB 16:1 And Job answereth and saith: --

JOB 16:2 I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters `are' ye all.

JOB 16:3 Is there an end to words of wind? Or what doth embolden thee that thou answerest?

JOB 16:4 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.

JOB 16:5 I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing.

JOB 16:6 If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease -- what goeth from me?

JOB 16:7 Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,

JOB 16:8 And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.

JOB 16:9 His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.

JOB 16:10 They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.

JOB 16:11 God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over.

JOB 16:12 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.

JOB 16:13 Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.

JOB 16:14 He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.

JOB 16:15 Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.

JOB 16:16 My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade.

JOB 16:17 Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer `is' pure.

JOB 16:18 O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.

JOB 16:19 Also, now, lo, in the heavens `is' my witness, And my testifier in the high places.

JOB 16:20 My interpreter `is' my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:

JOB 16:21 And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend.

JOB 16:22 When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go.