1 And Job answered and said, DBY — Job 16:1
2 I have heard many such things: grievous comforters are ye all. DBY — Job 16:2
3 Shall words of wind have an end? or what provoketh thee that thou answerest? DBY — Job 16:3
4 I also could speak as ye: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could join together words against you, and shake my head at you; DBY — Job 16:4
5 [But] I would encourage you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips should assuage [your pain]. DBY — Job 16:5
6 If I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and if I forbear, what am I eased? DBY — Job 16:6
7 But now he hath made me weary; thou hast made desolate all my family; DBY — Job 16:7
8 Thou hast shrivelled me up! it is become a witness; and my leanness riseth up against me, it beareth witness to my face. DBY — Job 16:8
9 His anger teareth and pursueth me; he gnasheth with his teeth against me; [as] mine adversary he sharpeneth his eyes at me. DBY — Job 16:9
10 They gape upon me with their mouth; they smite my cheeks reproachfully; they range themselves together against me. DBY — Job 16:10
11 God hath delivered me over to the iniquitous man, and hurled me into the hands of the wicked. DBY — Job 16:11
12 I was at rest, but he hath shattered me; he hath taken me by the neck and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark. DBY — Job 16:12
13 His arrows encompass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. DBY — Job 16:13
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach; he runneth upon me like a mighty man. DBY — Job 16:14
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and rolled my horn in the dust. DBY — Job 16:15
16 My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; DBY — Job 16:16
17 Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure. DBY — Job 16:17
18 O earth, cover not my blood, and let there be no place for my cry! DBY — Job 16:18
19 Even now, behold, my Witness is in the heavens, and he that voucheth for me is in the heights. DBY — Job 16:19
20 My friends are my mockers; mine eye poureth out tears unto God. DBY — Job 16:20
21 Oh that there were arbitration for a man with God, as a son of man for his friend! DBY — Job 16:21
22 For years [few] in number shall pass, and I shall go the way [whence] I shall not return. DBY — Job 16:22