Job 16:12-22 ▼

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.

13 His archers compasse me rounde about, he woundeth my raines, and doth not spare, my bowels hath he powred vpon the grounde.

14 He hath geuen me one wounde vpon an other, and is fallen vpon me lyke a giaunt.

15 I haue sowed a sackecloth vpon my skinne, and wallowed my head in the dust.

16 My face is withered with weeping, & in mine eyes is the shadowe of death.

17 Howbeit there is no wickednesse in my handes, but my prayer is cleane.

18 O earth couer not thou my blood, and let my crying finde no roome.

19 For lo, my witnesse is in heauen, and he that knoweth me, is in the height.

20 My friendes geue me many wordes to scorne, and myne eye powreth out teares vnto God.

21 O that a body might pleate with God, as one man doth with an other:

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.