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| Job 16: (YLT) |
| 1) And Job answereth and saith: -- |
| 2) I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters [are] ye all. |
| 3) Is there an end to words of wind? Or what doth embolden thee that thou answerest? |
| 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. |
| 5) I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing. |
| 6) If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease -- what goeth from me? |
| 7) Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company, |
| 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. |
| 9) His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me. |
| 10) They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves. |
| 11) God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over. |
| 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. |
| 13) Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall. |
| 14) He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one. |
| 15) Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn. |
| 16) My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids [is] death-shade. |
| 17) Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer [is] pure. |
| 18) O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry. |
| 19) Also, now, lo, in the heavens [is] my witness, And my testifier in the high places. |
| 20) My interpreter [is] my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped: |
| 21) And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend. |
| 22) When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go. |