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King James Bible: Job 16

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1 Then Job answered and said,

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2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.

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3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?

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4 I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.

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5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.

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6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

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7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

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8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.

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9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

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10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.

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11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.

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12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.

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13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.

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14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.

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15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.

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16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

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17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.

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18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.

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19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.

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20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.

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21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!

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22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

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