dourh - 16

dourh@Job:16:1 @ Then Job answered, and said:

dourh@Job:16:2 @ I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters.

dourh@Job:16:3 @ Shall windy words have no end? or is it any trouble to thee to speak?

dourh@Job:16:4 @ I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul.

dourh@Job:16:5 @ I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you.

dourh@Job:16:6 @ I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.

dourh@Job:16:7 @ But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.

dourh@Job:16:8 @ But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.

dourh@Job:16:9 @ My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.

dourh@Job:16:10 @ He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.

dourh@Job:16:11 @ They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains.

dourh@Job:16:12 @ God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked.

dourh@Job:16:13 @ I that was formerly so wealthy, am all on a sudden broken to pieces: he hath taken me by my neck, he hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.

dourh@Job:16:14 @ He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth.

dourh@Job:16:15 @ He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.

dourh@Job:16:16 @ I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes.

dourh@Job:16:17 @ My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.

dourh@Job:16:18 @ These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.

dourh@Job:16:19 @ O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee.

dourh@Job:16:20 @ For behold my witness is in heaven, and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.

dourh@Job:16:21 @ My friends are full of words: my eye poureth out tears to God.

dourh@Job:16:22 @ And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion!

dourh@Job:16:23 @ For behold short years pass away and I am walking in a path by which l shall not return.

Job 16