Job 16 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 And Job answereth and saith: -- Then Job answered and said: Then Job replied:
2 I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters are ye all. “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 Is there an end to words of wind? Or what doth embolden thee that thou answerest? 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 also, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul's stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head. 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 might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing. 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 If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease -- what goeth from me? “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 Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company, 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 Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth. 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 anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me. 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 have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves. 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 shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over. 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 At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark. 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 Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall. 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 breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one. 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 Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn. 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 foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade. 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 Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure. 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, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry. “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 Also, now, lo, in the heavens is my witness, And my testifier in the high places. 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 interpreter is my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped: 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 And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend. 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 When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go. 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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