Brenton(i)
1 But Job answered and said,
2 I have heard many such things: poor comforters are ye all.
3 What! is there any reason in vain words? or what will hinder thee from answering?
4 I also will speak as ye do: if indeed your soul were in my soul's stead, (16:5) then would I insult you with words, and I would shake my head at you.
5 (16:6) And would there were strength in my mouth, and I would not spare the movement of my lips.
6 (16:7) For if I should speak, I shall not feel the pain of my wound: and if I should be silent, how shall I be wounded the less?
7 (16:8) But now he has made me weary, and a worn-out fool; and thou hast laid hold of me.
8 (16:9) My falsehood has become a testimony, and has risen up against me: it has confronted me to my face.
9 (16:10) In his anger he has cast me down; he has gnashed his teeth upon me: the weapons of his robbers have fallen upon me.
10 (16:11) He has attacked me with the keen glances of his eyes; with his sharp spear he has smitten me down upon my knees; and they have run upon me with one accord.
11 (16:12) For the Lord has delivered me into the hands of unrighteous men, and thrown me upon the ungodly.
12 (16:13) When I was at peace he distracted me: he took me by the hair of the head, and plucked it out: he set me up as a mark.
13 (16:14) They surrounded me with spears, aiming at my reins: without sparing me they poured out my gall upon the ground.
14 (16:15) They overthrew me with fall upon fall: they ran upon me in their might.
15 (16:16) They sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and my strength has been spent on the ground.
16 (16:17) My belly has been parched with wailing, and darkness is on my eyelids.
17 (16:18) Yet there was no injustice in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
18 (16:19) Earth, cover not over the blood of my flesh, and let my cry have no place.
19 (16:20) And now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is on high.
20 (16:21) Let my supplication come to the Lord, and let mine eye weep before him.
21 (16:22) Oh that a man might plead before the Lord, even as the son of man with his neighbor!
22 (16:23) But my years are numbered and their end come, and I shall go by the way by which I shall not return.