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Chapter 16
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Then Job answered and said, |
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I have heard many such things: miserable comforters
are ye all. |
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Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee
that thou answerest? |
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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. |
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But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving
of my lips should asswage your grief. |
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Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though
I forbear, what am I eased? |
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But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate
all my company. |
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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. |
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He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth
upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes
upon me. |
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They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have
smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered
themselves together against me. |
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God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me
over into the hands of the wicked. |
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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. |
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His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my
reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my
gall upon the ground. |
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He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth
upon me like a giant. |
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I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my
horn in the dust. |
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My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is
the shadow of death; |
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Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer
is pure. |
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O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have
no place. |
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Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record
is on high. |
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My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears
unto God.
A Bottle
Full of Tears - |
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O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man
pleadeth for his neighbour! |
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When a few years are come, then I shall go the way
whence I shall not return. |
