Job 16:12-22 ▼

12 I have been at ease, and He breaks me, || And He has laid hold on my neck, || And He breaks me in pieces, || And He raises me to Him for a mark.

13 His archers go around against me. He split my reins, and does not spare, || He pours out my gall to the earth.

14 He breaks me—breach on breach, || He runs on me as a mighty one.

15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, || And have rolled my horn in the dust.

16 My face is foul with weeping, || And on my eyelids [is] death-shade.

17 Not for violence in my hands, || And my prayer [is] pure.

18 O earth, do not cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.

19 Also, now, behold, my witness [is] in the heavens, || And my testifier in the high places.

20 My interpreter [is] my friend, || My eye has dropped to God;

21 And He reasons for a man with God, || As a son of man for his friend.

22 When a few years come, || Then I go [on] the path of no return.”