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16 Then Job answered and said,

I have heard many such things:
[a]Miserable comforters are ye all.
Shall [b]vain words have an end?
Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
I also could speak as ye do;
If your soul were in my soul’s stead,
I could join words together against you,
And shake my head at you.
But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
And the solace of my lips would assuage your grief.

Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged;
And though I forbear, [c]what am I eased?
But now he hath made me weary:
Thou hast made desolate all my company.
And thou hast [d]laid fast hold on me, which is a witness against me:
And my leanness riseth up against me,
It testifieth to my face.
He hath torn me in his wrath, and [e]persecuted me;
He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth:
Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth;
They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully:
They gather themselves together against me.
11 God delivereth me to the ungodly,
And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, and he brake me asunder;
Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces:
He hath also set me up for his mark.
13 His [f]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 [g]giant.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin,
And have [h]laid my horn in the dust.
16 My face is red with weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 Although there is no violence in my hands,
And my prayer is pure.

18 O earth, cover not thou my blood,
And let my cry [i]have no resting-place.
19 Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven,
And he that voucheth for me is on high.
20 My friends scoff at me:
But mine eye poureth out tears unto God,
21 [j]That he would maintain the right of a man with God,
And of a son of man with his neighbor!
22 For when a few years are come,
I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

Footnotes

  1. Job 16:2 Or, Wearisome
  2. Job 16:3 Hebrew words of wind.
  3. Job 16:6 Hebrew what departeth from me?
  4. Job 16:8 Or, shrivelled me up
  5. Job 16:9 Or, hated
  6. Job 16:13 Or, arrows. Or, mighty ones
  7. Job 16:14 Or, mighty man
  8. Job 16:15 Or, defiled
  9. Job 16:18 Or, have no more place
  10. Job 16:21 Or, That one might plead for a man with God, As a son of man pleadeth for his neighbor

Job's Reply to Eliphaz

I Have Often Heard This

16 Job said:
I have often heard this,
    and it offers no comfort.
So why don't you keep quiet?
    What's bothering you?
If I were in your place,
it would be easy to criticize
    or to give advice.
But I would offer hope
    and comfort instead.

If I speak, or if I don't,
I hurt all the same.
    My torment continues.
God has worn me down
    and destroyed my family;
my shriveled up skin proves
    that I am his prisoner.
God is my hateful enemy,
glaring at me and attacking
    with his sharp teeth.
10 Everyone is against me;
    they sneer and slap my face.
11 And God is the one
who handed me over
    to this merciless mob.

Everything Was Going Well

12 Everything was going well,
until God grabbed my neck
    and shook me to pieces.
God set me up as the target
13     for his arrows,
and without showing mercy,
he slashed my stomach open,
    spilling out my insides.
14 God never stops attacking,
15     and so, in my sorrow
I dress in sackcloth[a]
    and sit in the dust.
16 My face is red with tears,
and dark shadows
    circle my eyes,
17 though I am not violent,
    and my prayers are sincere.

18 If I should die,
I beg the earth not to cover
    my cry for justice.
19 (A) Even now, God in heaven
is both my witness
    and my protector.
20 My friends have rejected me,
    but God is the one I beg[b]
21 to show that I am right,
    just as a friend should.
22 Because in only a few years,
    I will be dead and gone.

Footnotes

  1. 16.15 sackcloth: A rough, dark-colored cloth made from goat hair and used to make grain sacks. It was worn in times of trouble or sorrow.
  2. 16.20 My friends … beg: Or “God is my friend, and he is the one I beg.”