Job 16
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- 1Then Job answered and said:
- 2I have heard many such things; sorry comforters are ye all.
- 3Shall windy words have an end? Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
- 4I also could speak as ye do; if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you.
- גַּ֤ם׀
- גַּ֤םgamalsoH1571
- אָנֹכִי֮
- אָנֹכִי֮'a.no.KhiIH0595
- כָּכֶ֪ם
- אֲדַ֫בֵּ֥רָה
- אֲדַ֫בֵּ֥רָה'a.Da.Be.rahI will speakH1696G
- ל֤וּ־
- ל֤וּLu-ifH3863
- יֵ֪שׁ
- יֵ֪שׁyeshthereH3426
- נַפְשְׁכֶ֡ם
- תַּ֤חַת
- תַּ֤חַתTa.chatin place ofH8478H
- נַפְשִׁ֗י
- אַחְבִּ֣ירָה
- אַחְבִּ֣ירָה'ach.Bi.rahI will make joinH2266
- עֲלֵיכֶ֣ם
- בְּמִלִּ֑ים
- וְאָנִ֥יעָה
- עֲ֝לֵיכֶ֗ם
- בְּמ֣וֹ
- בְּמ֣וֹbe.MowithH1119
- רֹאשִֽׁי׃
- גַּ֤ם׀
- 5I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would assuage your grief.
- 6Though I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and though I forbear, what am I eased?
- 7But now He hath made me weary; Thou hast made desolate all my company.
- 8And Thou hast shrivelled me up, which is a witness against me; and my leanness riseth up against me, it testifieth to my face.
- 9He hath torn me in His wrath, and hated me; He hath gnashed upon me with His teeth; mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
- 10They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek scornfully; they gather themselves together against me.
- 11God delivereth me to the ungodly, and casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
- 12I was at ease, and He broke me asunder; yea, He hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces; He hath also set me up for His mark.
- 13His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
- 14He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
- 15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and have laid my horn in the dust.
- 16My face is reddened with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
- 17Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
- 18O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no resting-place.
- 19Even now, behold, my Witness is in heaven, and He that testifieth of me is on high.
- 20Mine inward thoughts are my intercessors, mine eye poureth out tears unto God;
- 21That He would set aright a man contending with God, as a son of man setteth aright his neighbour!
- 22For the years that are few are coming on, and I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
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