Job 16
Amplified Bible
Job Says Friends Are Sorry Comforters
16 Then Job answered and said,
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“I have heard many such things;
Wearisome and miserable comforters are you all.
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“Is there no end to [your futile] words of wind?
Or what plagues you [so much] that you [so boldly] answer [me like this]?
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“I also could speak like you,
If you were in my place;
I could compose and join words together against you
And shake my head at you.
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“[But instead] I could strengthen and encourage you with [the words of] my mouth,
And the consolation and solace of my lips would soothe your suffering and lessen your anguish.
Job Says God Shattered Him
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“If I speak [to you miserable comforters], my pain is not relieved;
And if I refrain [from speaking], what [pain or anguish] leaves me?
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“But now God has exhausted me.
You [O Lord] have destroyed all my family and my household.
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“You have taken a firm hold on me and have shriveled me up,
It has become a witness [against me];
And my leanness [and infirmity] rises up [as evidence] against me,
It testifies to my face [about my guilt].
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“His wrath has torn me and hunted me down,
He has gnashed at me with his teeth;
My adversary sharpens His gaze and glares [with piercing eyes] at me.
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“They have gaped at me with their mouths,
With contempt they have struck me on the cheek;
They massed themselves together [and conspired] against me.(A)
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“God hands me over to [a]criminals
And tosses me [headlong] into the hands of the wicked.
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“I was [living] at ease, but He crushed me and broke me apart,
And He has seized me by the neck and has shaken me to pieces;
He has also set me up as His target.
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“His arrows surround me.
He pierces my kidneys (vital organs) without mercy;
He pours out my gall on the ground.
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“He attacks me, making wound after wound;
He runs at me like a warrior.
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“I have sewed sackcloth over my skin [as a sign of mourning]
And have defiled my horn (symbol of strength) in the dust.
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“My face is red and swollen with weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death [my eyes are dimmed],
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Although there is no violence or wrongdoing in my hands,
And my prayer is pure.
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“O earth, do not cover my blood,
And let there be no [resting] place for my cry [where it will cease being heard].
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“Even now, behold, my Witness is in heaven,
And my Advocate [who vouches and testifies for me] is on high.(B)
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“My friends are scoffers [who ridicule];
My eye pours out tears to God.
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“Oh, that a man would mediate and plead with God [for me]
Just as a man [mediates and pleads] with his neighbor and friend.(C)
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“For when a few years are past,
I shall go the way of no return.
Footnotes
- Job 16:11 MT reads boys.
Job 16
Nueva Versión Internacional (Castilian)
Quinto discurso de Job
16 A esto, Job contestó:
2 «He escuchado muchas cosas como estas;
¡valiente consuelo el de[a] todos vosotros!
3 ¿No habrá fin a vuestras peroratas?
¿Qué os irrita tanto que seguís contendiendo?
4 ¡También yo podría hablar del mismo modo
si estuvierais vosotros en mi lugar!
¡También yo pronunciaría bellos discursos contra vosotros,
meneando con sarcasmo la cabeza!
5 ¡Os infundiría nuevos bríos con la boca;
os daría consuelo con los labios!
6 »Si hablo, mi dolor no disminuye;
si me callo, tampoco se me calma.
7 Ciertamente Dios me ha destruido;
ha exterminado[b] a toda mi familia.
8 Me tiene acorralado, y da testimonio contra mí;
mi deplorable estado se levanta y me condena.
9 »En su enojo, Dios me desgarra y me persigue;
rechina los dientes contra mí;
en mí clava su mirada mi adversario.
10 La gente se mofa de mí abiertamente;
burlones, me dan de bofetadas,
y todos juntos se ponen en mi contra.
11 Dios me ha entregado en manos de gente inicua;
me ha arrojado en las garras de los malvados.
12 Yo vivía tranquilo, pero él me destrozó;
me agarró por el cuello y me hizo pedazos;
¡me hizo blanco de sus ataques!
13 Sus arqueros me rodearon.
Sin piedad me perforaron los riñones,
y mi hiel se derramó por el suelo.
14 Abriéndome herida tras herida,
se lanzaron contra mí como un guerrero.
15 »El luto es parte de mi cuerpo;
en el polvo tengo enterrada la frente.[c]
16 De tanto llorar tengo enrojecida la cara,
profundas ojeras tengo en torno a los ojos;
17 pero mis manos están libres de violencia,
y es pura mi oración.
18 »¡Ah, tierra, no cubras mi sangre!
¡No dejes que se acalle mi clamor!
19 Ahora mismo tengo en los cielos un testigo;
en lo alto se encuentra mi abogado.
20 Mi intercesor es mi amigo,[d]
y ante él me deshago en lágrimas
21 para que interceda ante Dios en favor mío,
como quien apela por su amigo.
22 Pasarán solo unos cuantos años
antes de que yo emprenda el viaje sin regreso.
Job 16
New King James Version
Job Reproaches His Pitiless Friends
16 Then Job answered and said:
2 “I have heard many such things;
(A)Miserable[a] comforters are you all!
3 Shall [b]words of wind 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 heap up words against you,
And (B)shake my head at you;
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
And the comfort of my lips would relieve your grief.
6 “Though I speak, my grief is not relieved;
And if I remain silent, how am I eased?
7 But now He has (C)worn me out;
You (D)have made desolate all my company.
8 You have shriveled me up,
And it is a (E)witness against me;
My leanness rises up against me
And bears witness to my face.
9 (F)He tears me in His wrath, and hates me;
He gnashes at me with His teeth;
(G)My adversary sharpens His gaze on me.
10 They (H)gape at me with their mouth,
They (I)strike me reproachfully on the cheek,
They gather together against me.
11 God (J)has delivered me to the ungodly,
And turned me over to the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, but He has (K)shattered me;
He also has taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces;
He has (L)set me up for His target,
13 His archers surround me.
He pierces my [c]heart and does not pity;
He pours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with wound upon wound;
He runs at me like a [d]warrior.
15 “I have sewn sackcloth over my skin,
And (M)laid my [e]head in the dust.
16 My face is [f]flushed from weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 Although no violence is in my hands,
And my prayer is pure.
18 “O earth, do not cover my blood,
And (N)let my cry have no resting place!
19 Surely even now (O)my witness is in heaven,
And my evidence is on high.
20 My friends scorn me;
My eyes pour out tears to God.
21 (P)Oh, that one might plead for a man with God,
As a man pleads for his [g]neighbor!
22 For when a few years are finished,
I shall (Q)go the way of no return.
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