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Job's Fifth Speech: A Response to Eliphaz
Chapter 16
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Then Job spoke again:
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"I have heard all this before. What miserable comforters you are!
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Won't you ever stop blowing hot air? What makes you keep on talking?
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I could say the same things if you were in my place. I could spout off criticism and shake my head at you.
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But if it were me, I would encourage you. I would try to take away your grief.
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Instead, I suffer if I defend myself, and I suffer no less if I refuse to speak.
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"O God, you have ground me down and devastated my family.
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As if to prove I have sinned, you've reduced me to skin and bones. My gaunt flesh testifies against me.
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God hates me and angrily tears me apart. He snaps his teeth at me and pierces me with his eyes.
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People jeer and laugh at me. They slap my cheek in contempt. A mob gathers against me.
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God has handed me over to sinners. He has tossed me into the hands of the wicked.
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"I was living quietly until he shattered me. He took me by the neck and broke me in pieces. Then he set me up as his target,
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and now his archers surround me. His arrows pierce me without mercy. The ground is wet with my blood.
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Again and again he smashes against me, charging at me like a warrior.
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I wear burlap to show my grief. My pride lies in the dust.
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My eyes are red with weeping; dark shadows circle my eyes.
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Yet I have done no wrong, and my prayer is pure.
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"O earth, do not conceal my blood. Let it cry out on my behalf.
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Even now my witness is in heaven. My advocate is there on high.
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My friends scorn me, but I pour out my tears to God.
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I need someone to mediate between God and me, as a person mediates between friends.
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For soon I must go down that road from which I will never return.