Job 16 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 Iob aunswered, & saide: Then Job answered and said: Then Job replied:
2 I haue oft times heard such thinges: miserable geuers of comfort are ye all the sort of you. “I have heard many such things; miserable comforters are you all. “I have heard many things like these; you are miserable comforters, all of you!
3 Shall not vaine wordes come yet to an ende? Or what maketh thee bolde so to aunswere? Shall windy words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer? Will your long-winded speeches never end? What ails you that you keep on arguing?
4 I coulde speake as ye do also: but would God that your soule were in my soules steade, then could I frame wordes for you, and shake my head at you: I also could speak as you do, if you were in my place; I could join words together against you and shake my head at you. I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could make fine speeches against you and shake my head at you.
5 I shoulde comfort you with my mouth, & releasse your paine with the talking of my lippes. I could strengthen you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips would assuage your pain. But my mouth would encourage you; comfort from my lips would bring you relief.
6 For all my wordes my sorowe wyll not ceasse: And though I holde my tongue, what am I eased? “If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me? “Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved; and if I refrain, it does not go away.
7 But now that God hath sent me aduersitie, thou hast troubled al my congregation. Surely now God has worn me out; he has made desolate all my company. Surely, God, you have worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
8 And that thou hast filled me with wrinckles my fleshe is recorde, and my leanenesse ryseth vp against me and beareth witnes thereof in my face. And he has shriveled me up, which is a witness against me, and my leanness has risen up against me; it testifies to my face. You have shriveled me up—and it has become a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
9 His wrath hath torne me he hateth me, & gnasheth vpon me with his teeth: myne enemie loketh fiercely vpon me with his eyes. He has torn me in his wrath and hated me; he has gnashed his teeth at me; my adversary sharpens his eyes against me. God assails me and tears me in his anger and gnashes his teeth at me; my opponent fastens on me his piercing eyes.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wide vpon me, and smitten me vpon the cheeke dispitefully, they gather the selues together against me. Men have gaped at me with their mouth; they have struck me insolently on the cheek; they mass themselves together against me. People open their mouths to jeer at me; they strike my cheek in scorn and unite together against me.
11 God hath shut me vp with the vngodly, and deliuered me into the handes of the wicked. God gives me up to the ungodly and casts me into the hands of the wicked. God has turned me over to the ungodly and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.
12 I was in wealth, but he hath brought me to nought: he hath taken me by the necke, he hath all to shaken me, and set me as a marke for him selfe. I was at ease, and he broke me apart; he seized me by the neck and dashed me to pieces; he set me up as his target; All was well with me, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target;
13 His archers compasse me rounde about, he woundeth my raines, and doth not spare, my bowels hath he powred vpon the grounde. his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground. his archers surround me. Without pity, he pierces my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.
14 He hath geuen me one wounde vpon an other, and is fallen vpon me lyke a giaunt. He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a warrior. Again and again he bursts upon me; he rushes at me like a warrior.
15 I haue sowed a sackecloth vpon my skinne, and wallowed my head in the dust. I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin and have laid my strength in the dust. “I have sewed sackcloth over my skin and buried my brow in the dust.
16 My face is withered with weeping, & in mine eyes is the shadowe of death. My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is deep darkness, My face is red with weeping, dark shadows ring my eyes;
17 Howbeit there is no wickednesse in my handes, but my prayer is cleane. although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure. yet my hands have been free of violence and my prayer is pure.
18 O earth couer not thou my blood, and let my crying finde no roome. “O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry find no resting place. “Earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry never be laid to rest!
19 For lo, my witnesse is in heauen, and he that knoweth me, is in the height. Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and he who testifies for me is on high. Even now my witness is in heaven; my advocate is on high.
20 My friendes geue me many wordes to scorne, and myne eye powreth out teares vnto God. My friends scorn me; my eye pours out tears to God, My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
21 O that a body might pleate with God, as one man doth with an other: that he would argue the case of a man with God, as a son of man does with his neighbor. on behalf of a man he pleads with God as one pleads for a friend.
22 Yet the number of my yeres is come, and the way that I must go is at hand, from whence I shall not turne againe. For when a few years have come I shall go the way from which I shall not return. “Only a few years will pass before I take the path of no return.
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