Job 16 — ASV
16Verse 1Then Job answered and said,Verse 2I have heard many such things:
Miserable comforters are ye all.
Verse 3Shall vain words have an end?
Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
Verse 4I also could speak as ye do;
If your soul were in my soul’s stead,
I could join words together against you,
And shake my head at you.
Verse 5But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
And the solace of my lips would assuage your grief.Verse 6Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged;And though I forbear, what am I eased?
Verse 7But now he hath made me weary:
Thou hast made desolate all my company.
Verse 8And thou hast laid fast hold on me, which is a witness against me:
And my leanness riseth up against me,
It testifieth to my face.
Verse 9He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me;
He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth:
Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
Verse 10They have gaped upon me with their mouth;
They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully:
They gather themselves together against me.
Verse 11God delivereth me to the ungodly,
And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
Verse 12I was at ease, and he brake me asunder;
Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces:
He hath also set me up for his mark.
Verse 13His archers compass me round about;
He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare;
He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
Verse 14He breaketh me with breach upon breach;
He runneth upon me like a giant.
Verse 15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin,
And have laid my horn in the dust.
Verse 16My face is red with weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Verse 17Although there is no violence in my hands,
And my prayer is pure.Verse 18O earth, cover not thou my blood,And let my cry have no resting-place.
Verse 19Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven,
And he that voucheth for me is on high.
Verse 20My friends scoff at me:
But mine eye poureth out tears unto God,
Verse 21That he would maintain the right of a man with God,
And of a son of man with his neighbor!
Verse 22For when a few years are come,
I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
Miserable comforters are ye all.
Verse 3Shall vain words have an end?
Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
Verse 4I also could speak as ye do;
If your soul were in my soul’s stead,
I could join words together against you,
And shake my head at you.
Verse 5But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
And the solace of my lips would assuage your grief.Verse 6Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged;And though I forbear, what am I eased?
Verse 7But now he hath made me weary:
Thou hast made desolate all my company.
Verse 8And thou hast laid fast hold on me, which is a witness against me:
And my leanness riseth up against me,
It testifieth to my face.
Verse 9He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me;
He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth:
Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
Verse 10They have gaped upon me with their mouth;
They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully:
They gather themselves together against me.
Verse 11God delivereth me to the ungodly,
And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
Verse 12I was at ease, and he brake me asunder;
Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces:
He hath also set me up for his mark.
Verse 13His archers compass me round about;
He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare;
He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
Verse 14He breaketh me with breach upon breach;
He runneth upon me like a giant.
Verse 15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin,
And have laid my horn in the dust.
Verse 16My face is red with weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Verse 17Although there is no violence in my hands,
And my prayer is pure.Verse 18O earth, cover not thou my blood,And let my cry have no resting-place.
Verse 19Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven,
And he that voucheth for me is on high.
Verse 20My friends scoff at me:
But mine eye poureth out tears unto God,
Verse 21That he would maintain the right of a man with God,
And of a son of man with his neighbor!
Verse 22For when a few years are come,
I shall go the way whence I shall not return.