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Job 16
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- Satan’s First Attack 1:6–22
- Job Loses His Children and Possessions 1:13–22
- The Debates of Job 3:1–37:24
- Job’s Opening Lament 3:1–26
- The Innocent Prosper 4:1–21
- God Blesses those Who Seek Him 5:1–27
- My Complaint is Just 6:1–30
- Life Seems Futile 7:1–21
- Job Should Repent 8:1–22
- How Can I Contend with God? 9:1–35
- Job’s Plea to God 10:1–22
- Zophar Rebukes Job 11:1–20
- Job presents His Case 12:1–25
- Job Prepares His Case 13:1–28
- Job Laments the Finality of Death 14:1–22
- The Second Cycle of Debates 15:1–21:34
- Eliphaz’s Second Speech 15:1–17:16
- Job Does Not Fear God 15:1–35
- Job Replies to Eliphaz 16:1–17:16
- Job Decries His Comforters 16:1–22
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Then Job answered:
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“I have heard many things like these; miserable comforters are you all.
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Is there no end to your long-winded speeches? What provokes you to continue testifying?
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I could also speak like you if you were in my place; I could heap up words against you and shake my head at you.
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But I would encourage you with my mouth, and the consolation of my lips would bring relief.
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Even if I speak, my pain is not relieved, and if I hold back, how will it go away?
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Surely He has now exhausted me; You have devastated all my family.
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You have bound me, and it has become a witness; my frailty rises up and testifies against me.
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His anger has torn me and opposed me; He gnashes His teeth at me. My adversary pierces me with His eyes.
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They open their mouths against me and strike my cheeks with contempt; they join together against me.
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God has delivered me to unjust men; He has thrown me to the clutches of the wicked.
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I was at ease, but He shattered me; He seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has set me up as His target;
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His archers surround me. He pierces my kidneys without mercy and spills my gall on the ground.
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He breaks me with wound upon wound; He rushes me like a mighty warrior.
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I have sewn sackcloth over my skin; I have buried my horn in the dust.
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My face is red with weeping, and deep shadows ring my eyes;
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yet my hands are free of violence and my prayer is pure.
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O earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry for help never be laid to rest.
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Even now my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is on high.
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My friends are my scoffers as my eyes pour out tears to God.
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Oh, that a man might plead with God as he pleads with his neighbor!
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For when only a few years are past I will go the way of no return.
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