CHAPTER 16
Troublesome comforters, all of you!
What sickness makes you rattle on?
were you in my place.
I could declaim over you,
or wag my head at you;
with mere chatter give relief.
if I stop speaking, nothing changes.
you have stunned all my companions.
my gauntness rises up to testify against me;
he gnashes his teeth against me;
My enemy looks daggers at me.
They strike me on the cheek with insults;
they are all enlisted against me.
into the hands of the wicked he has cast me.
seized me by the neck, dashed me to pieces.
He has set me up for a target;
He pierces my sides without mercy,
pours out my gall upon the ground.
rushes at me like a warrior.
laid my horn low in the dust.
darkness covers my eyes,
and my prayer sincere.
nor let my outcry come to rest!*
my advocate is on high.
before God my eyes shed tears,
as for a man with his neighbor.
and I go the road of no return.
* [16:8] You: God. Job then describes in vv. 9–17 the savage treatment that he has received from God.
* [16:18] As the exposed blood of those who were unjustly slain cries to heaven for vengeance (Gn 4:10; Ez 24:6–9), so Job’s sufferings demand redress.
* [16:19] Witness: refers perhaps to God (is Job appealing to God against God?), or to a mediator (cf. 9:33), or to a personification of Job’s prayer.
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