Job 16  Living Bible

16 Job’s reply:

² “I have heard all this before. What miserable comforters all of you are. ³ Won’t you ever stop your flow of foolish words? What have I said that makes you speak so endlessly? ⁴ But perhaps I’d sermonize the same as you—if you were I and I were you. I would spout off my criticisms against you and shake my head at you. ⁵ But no! I would speak in such a way that it would help you. I would try to take away your grief.

⁶ “But now my grief remains no matter how I defend myself; nor does it help if I refuse to speak. ⁷ For God has ground me down and taken away my family. ⁸ O God, you have turned me to skin and bones—as a proof, they say, of my sins. ⁹ God hates me and angrily tears at my flesh; he has gnashed upon me with his teeth and watched to snuff out any sign of life. ¹⁰ These ‘comforters’ have gaping jaws to swallow me; they slap my cheek. My enemies gather themselves against me. ¹¹ And God has delivered me over to sinners, into the hands of the wicked.

¹² “I was living quietly until he broke me apart. He has taken me by the neck and dashed me to pieces, then hung me up as his target. ¹³ His archers surround me, letting fly their arrows, so that the ground is wet from my blood. ¹⁴ Again and again he attacks me, running upon me like a giant. ¹⁵ Here I sit in sackcloth; and have laid all hope in the dust. ¹⁶ My eyes are red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death.

¹⁷ “Yet I am innocent, and my prayer is pure. ¹⁸ O Earth, do not conceal my blood. Let it protest on my behalf.

¹⁹ “Yet even now the witness to my innocence is there in heaven; my advocate is there on high. ²⁰ My friends scoff at me, but I pour out my tears to God, ²¹ pleading that he will listen as a man would listen to his neighbor. ²² For all too soon I must go down that road from which I shall never return.