Job 31:16 Cross References - LEB

¹⁶ "If I have withheld the desire of the poor from them, or* I have caused the widow's eyes to fail,

⁷ If there is a poor person among you from among one of your brothers in one of your _⌊towns_⌋* that Yahweh your God is giving to you, you shall not harden your heart, and you shall not shut your hand toward _⌊your brother who is poor_⌋.* ⁸ But you shall certainly open your hand for him, and _⌊you shall willingly lend_⌋* to him enough to meet his need, _⌊whatever it is_⌋.* ⁹ _⌊Take care_⌋* so that there* will not be _⌊a thought of wickedness_⌋* in your heart, _⌊saying_⌋,* 'The seventh year, the year of the remission of debt is near,' _⌊and you view your needy neighbor with hostility_⌋,* and so you do not give to him, and he might cry out against you to Yahweh, and _⌊you would incur guilt against yourself_⌋.* ¹⁰ By all means you must give to him, and _⌊you must not be discontented_⌋* at your giving to him, because on account of this very thing, Yahweh your God will bless you in all your work and _⌊in all that you undertake_⌋.*

³² Your sons and your daughters shall be given to other people, and _⌊you will be looking on_⌋* _⌊longingly_⌋* for* them all day, _⌊but you will be powerless to do anything_⌋.*

¹⁶ So* there is hope* for the powerless, and wickedness shuts its mouth.

¹⁹ for he has oppressed; he has abandoned the poor; he has seized a house but* did not build it.

⁷ You have given no water for the weary to drink, and you withheld food from the hungry. ⁸ And the land _⌊belongs to the man of power_⌋,* and _⌊the favored_⌋* lives in it. ⁹ You have sent widows away empty-handed, and the arms of orphans were crushed.

³ I am weary with my calling out; my throat is parched. My eyes are exhausted in my waiting for my God.

⁹ _⌊He gives lavishly_⌋* to the needy; his righteousness endures forever. His horn rises high in honor.

⁸² My eyes long for* your word,* saying, "When will you comfort me?"

¹²³ My eyes long for* your salvation, and your righteous word.*

¹⁴ Like a horse or a crane, so I chirp; I moan like a dove. My eyes are weak toward the height. Lord, I have oppression; lend me support!

¹⁷ Still our eyes failed, looking for our help in vain; in our watchtower, we kept watch for a nation that could not save.

²¹ and was longing to be filled with what fell from the table of the rich man. But even the dogs came and* licked his sores.

²⁹ So from the disciples, _⌊according to their ability to give_⌋,* each one of them determined to send financial aid* for support to the brothers who lived in Judea,

¹⁰ They asked only that we should remember the poor, the very thing I was also eager to do.