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1 To this Job replied,
2 I have heard many things like these; Miserable comforters are you all.
3 Will windy words like yours never end? What is upsetting you that you keep on arguing?
4 I also could speak as you do; if your soul were in my soul's place. I could heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.
5 [But] I would encourage you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips should assuage [your pain].
6 If I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I cease, how much will leave me?
7 "Surely now he has worn me out; you have devastated all my company.
8 "You have shriveled me up. It has become a witness. And my leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
9 When in his wrath he threw me down and gnashed his teeth at me; the darts of his executioners fell upon me.
10 People gaped at me with mouths wide open; they slap me in their scorn and gather together against me.
11 God has delivered me over to the ungodly, throwing me into the control of the wicked.
12 »I was at ease, but he shattered me. He has grabbed me by the neck and has shaken me to pieces. He has also set me up as his target.
13 "His arrows surround me. Without mercy he splits my kidneys open. He pours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breached me breach upon breach; he rushes at me like a warrior.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16 My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids,
17 Though my hands have done no violent acts, and my prayer is clean.
18 "Earth, do not cover my blood. Let my cry have no place to rest.
19 "Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is on high.
20 My scorners are my friends; my eye pours out tears to God.
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his friend!
22 "For when a few years are past, I shall go the way of no return.