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Job chapter 16

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Then Job answered:
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I have heard many things like these. You are all miserable comforters.
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Is there [no] end to your empty words? What provokes you that you continue testifying?
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If you were in my place I could also talk like you. I could string words together against you and shake my head at you, [but I wouldn't].
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I would encourage you with my mouth, and the consolation from my lips would bring relief.
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Even if I speak, my suffering is not relieved, and if I hold back, what have I lost?
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Surely He has now exhausted me. You have devastated my entire family.
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You have shriveled me up-- it has become a witness; My frailty rises up against me and testifies to my face.
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His anger tears [at me], and He harasses me. He gnashes His teeth at me. My enemy pierces me with His eyes.
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They open their mouths against me and strike my cheeks with contempt; they join themselves together against me.
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God hands me over to unjust men; He throws me into the hands of the wicked.
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I was at ease, but He shattered me; He seized [me] by the scruff of the neck and smashed me to pieces. He set me up as His target;
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His archers surround me. He pierces my kidneys without mercy and pours my bile on the ground.
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He breaks through my defenses again and again; He charges at me like a warrior.
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I have sewn sackcloth over my skin; I have buried my strength in the dust.
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My face has grown red with weeping, and the shadow of death covers my eyes,
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although my hands are free from violence and my prayer is pure.
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Earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry for help find no resting place.
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Even now my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is in the heights!
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My friends scoff at me as I weep before God.
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I wish that someone might arbitrate between a man and God just as a man [pleads] for his friend.
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For [only] a few years will pass before I go the way of no return.

Job chapter 17

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My spirit is broken. My days are extinguished. A graveyard awaits me.
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Surely mockers surround me and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.
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Make arrangements! Put up security for me. Who [else] will be my sponsor?
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You have closed their minds to understanding, therefore You will not honor [them].
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If a man informs on his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail.
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He has made me an object of scorn to the people; I have become a man people spit at.
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My eyes have grown dim from grief, and my whole body has become but a shadow.
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The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are roused against the godless.
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Yet the righteous person will hold to his way, and the one whose hands are clean will grow stronger.
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But come back [and try] again, all of you. I will not find a wise man among you.
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My days have slipped by; my plans have been ruined, even the things dear to my heart.
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They turned night into day and [made] light [seem] near in the face of darkness.
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If I await Sheol as my home, spread out my bed in darkness,
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and say to the Pit: You are my father, and to the worm: My mother or my sister,
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where then is my hope? Who can see [any] hope for me?
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Will it go down to the gates of Sheol, or will we descend together to the dust?

Job chapter 18

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Then Bildad the Shuhite replied:
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How long until you stop talking? Show some sense, and then we can talk.
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Why are we regarded as cattle, as stupid in your sight?
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You who tear yourself in anger-- should the earth be abandoned on your account, or a rock be removed from its place?
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Yes, the light of the wicked is extinguished; the flame of his fire does not glow.
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The light in his tent grows dark, and the lamp beside him is put out.
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His powerful stride is shortened, and his own schemes trip him up.
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For his own feet lead him into a net, and he strays into its mesh.
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A trap catches [him] by the heel; a noose seizes him.
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A rope lies hidden for him on the ground, and a snare [waits] for him along the path.
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Terrors frighten him on every side and harass him at every step.
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His strength is depleted; disaster lies ready for him to stumble.
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Parts of his skin are eaten away; death's firstborn consumes his limbs.
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He is ripped from the security of his tent and marched away to the king of terrors.
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Nothing he owned remains in his tent. Burning sulfur is scattered over his home.
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His roots below dry up, and his branches above wither away.
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[All] memory of him perishes from the earth; he has no name abroad.
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He is driven from light to darkness and chased from the inhabited world.
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He has no children or descendants among his people, no survivor where he used to live.
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Those in the west are appalled at his fate, while those in the east tremble in horror.
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Indeed, such is the dwelling of the wicked, and this is the place of the one who does not know God.