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Job 16 (AMP)

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¹ THEN JOB answered, ² I have heard many such things; wearisome and miserable comforters are you all! ³ Will your futile words of wind have no end? Or what makes you so bold to answer ? ⁴ I also could speak as you do, if you were in my stead; I could join words together against you and shake my head at you. ⁵ I would strengthen and encourage you with my mouth, and the consolation of my lips would soothe your suffering. ⁶ If I speak , my sorrow is not soothed or lessened; and if I refrain , in what way am I eased? ⁷ But now has taken away my strength. You have made desolate all my family and associates. ⁸ You have laid firm hold on me and have shriveled me up, which is a witness against me; and my leanness are further evidence ; testify to my face. ⁹ has torn in his wrath and hated and persecuted me; he has gnashed upon me with his teeth; my adversary sharpens his eyes against me. ¹⁰ have gaped at me with their mouths; they have struck me upon the cheek insolently; they massed themselves together and conspired unanimously against me. ¹¹ God has delivered me to the ungodly (to the evil one) and cast me into the hands of the wicked (Satan's host). ¹² I was living at ease, but crushed me and broke me apart; yes, he seized me by the neck and dashed me in pieces; then he set me up for his target. ¹³ arrows whiz around me. He slashes open my vitals and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground. ¹⁴ stabs me, making breach after breach and attacking again and again; he runs at me like a giant and irresistible warrior. ¹⁵ I have sewed sackcloth over my skin and have defiled my horn (my insignia of strength) in the dust. ¹⁶ My face is red and swollen with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death , ¹⁷ Although there is no guilt or violence in my hands and my prayer is pure. ¹⁸ O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry have no resting-place . ¹⁹ Even now, behold, my Witness is in heaven, and He who vouches for me is on high. ²⁰ My friends scorn me, but my eye pours out tears to God. ²¹ Oh, that there might be one who would plead for a man with God and that he would maintain his right with Him, as a son of man pleads with or for his neighbor! ²² For when a few years are come, I shall go the way from which I shall not return.