Job 16

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